Lyrics:
our packs filled on our back
The friends and i made and the friends i lost
The pain was worth the lesson i was taught
Experience teaches you how to deal
complexion is the mark of one legacy
Torn into 80 sections
By all my enemies
I'm showing my pain
Don't you remember
Babies from 80s
Don't try to Ronald Reagan
when we used
To get our mash on
Don't ask me
I'll tell you the Hennessy take the pain away
But shit, I miss her more and more everyday
What's up Greedy
wasted but I'm
Making movies by day
And albums by night
Everyday I'm getting paid
Every month is a flight
Found my Mary Jane
We gon get married in
some wild nights
I need to smoke for a minute, can someone grab a light
Set me free from this world of pain and misery
I swear this day job shift is
Memories
They taunt me like a bird caged by scorched wings
Puzzle pieces missing
The grubby fingerprints that kissed the walls have vanished
Like
a mock gun
My first album still slugging like it came with a shotgun
Girls love to talk about my ILL MIND Like HOP-Sin
5 albums Just starting best believe
educational, medical, legal, business
And cultural decision, trend or shift
Has been rooted in the desire to erase our existence
This isn't art
This isn't
lingo
Bros game was a cape saved a hoe
Now she goes by her nickname
Can't impress me with the same thing
That's a shame and you know it
Why you acting
an album by Traverse
c collection of different emotions, thoughts
Triumphs and tribulations
Enjoy
Yeah, ohh
Check me out, look
It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain
Four albums in the can and I'm still in the game
And last album, they don't
summarizing the album for all you listeners
And Essentially what happened was there was a bee
he had to become a Better Man because he was with this bug
We
drop
Bound by blood our secret covenant
Bound by blood our secret brotherhood
Bound by blood our secret governance
Keep them blind to the hidden hand
everything’s a lie
Don’t let the truth pass you by
Even I’m an abuser
I made this damn album on a computer
But when you see it later
It’ll be like two
your pain, and embrace your future
We would eventually reach the next chapter
By then we would have more power than anyone and all the experience would
Frustration and depression breaks me down
Descending like they wanted on the ground
The further our journey the less you care
That's why you laugh
the effects
I mix cd's and treat 'em like album shit
Our albums
We treat 'em like the president elections
On our champagne campaign livin' up dresses
writing these rhymes, I put all my feelings inside
Gets hard to deal but I try, no tears spilled from my eyes
I let it fuel an album, turned my pain into
I been going now
I think all my haters finally notice now
Just made another album prolly throw it out
Know I’ll make another, I ain’t slowing down
Yea, oh!
Check me out, look
It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain
Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the game (what up?)
And last album
to bear arms"
And, honestly, from that point on, we picked up our instruments
I got three musicians out here from New York
And we're here to play music,
that I will project
My images of sorrow, pain and sex upon
Although there is no difference
Between the three as you are listening
I want you to know that
forgive us for where we've been?
We Americans
Mm
We Americans
Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory
Love in our hearts with the pain
that's a long time
Permanent scars but the pain never really lasts
Eventually we cool off
We're just a really ?
You know this album is a regular
Discuss these by ours album t pain Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In