. Scared People, still swayed by expression on 3 color fabric. Condemn all you want, you're still the one who's sick. We're Suffering To Live. We're Scared
Scared People, still swayed by expression on 3 color fabric. Condemn all you want, you're still the one who's sick. We're Suffering To Live. We're Scared
and the sorrow The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love) I'm a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor And all the above All the above (x7) Verse
of mine I wonder if you have to suffer for your father's crimes To be honest, it's a hard role just to keep up your faith in God Knowing you'll get scared
beautiful world, so fragile and fertile Pain filled the void when boy met girl He's a puppet to nature, one year later Now so deeply and sickly in love
no luck here, nobody to trust here My own mother yeah I love her but things I heard as a child under my covers Left me with scars it was hard to see her suffer
] Up, up, girl let your strap down, put your strap down Up, up, girl put your strap down [Verse 2] Spaghetti strapped, another lap around the track I had to suffer
t be scared of the truth if they weren't castrated Grab a mag, spray it, surrounded by people to shoot it before me Better unconditionally love my beautiful
and the sorrow the struggle is nothing but love (Nothing but love) I'm a soldier a rider a ghetto survivor and all the above all the above (x7) Verse
, surrounded by people that's suitable for me That'll unconditionally love my beautiful ugly Now lemme speak to who I cater to Would you love me to same
scarred me Picture me scared to die now nigga that's harvy no Some real shit Ay yo this is my clip my hammer my slugs And I still shed blood for the love
me from the sadness at my own suffering which self-love might give, but offer the madness, which I've conquered, to you is something you can't even dream to fucking live
I wonder if you have to suffer for your father's crimes To be honest, it's a hard role just to keep up your faith in God Knowing you'll get scared though
?ll just call it a test tube/ My style is Aristotle mixed with Krush Groove (So Just Move!)/ And watch my verses cut through when you hear the words I Love
