Lyrics:
a little time
And it ain't a mystery you fell for me
We're just two lost souls trying to find our peace
Love like ours ain't a masterpiece
It's a good
I refuse any longer to be intimidated
Or brow beaten by the tears
If you had any heart in you, you
Would be crying for the Palestinians
Not
my moms for the crime
I know she felt betrayed, it was all in her eyes
My father had scars, but she thought that I chose no sides
But of matter
wrote "Slut"
Just words, them scars weren't closed up
But since it gave me exposure, it's only right I tell you my closure
Slut
Man I was so real
Raw game, you can tell by my war scars
Oh Lord, thank God that I got far
Couple of my real niggas in the graveyard
No, I never gave a fuck since
ends
So she imagines the dj loves her
Lives for the music he spins
Radio humming, two fingers drumming
Over the red scar bracelet she once made
the barricades
Father made my history
He fought for what he thought
Would set us somehow free
He tought me what to say in school
I learned off by heart
But now
I once was struck dumb by you
Like hot rain on hot earth
Are you a gift or a curse
From this place, darling please, deliver me
In a small motel room
IF I COULD LOVE YOU FOREVER
(written by Jamie Stevens and Jon Gilbert Leavitt)
(verse 1)
If there's a God above
There'd be a sign lightning in
We are trouble trouble, trouble trouble
Oh oh!
Time to wake up, Mr. Blackout Man
We got to get this show on the road
You got to bed two hours
your scars deepen twice,
One knife, two lives, you are the ghost by my side.
Walking down the street
By the house we knew
Weeds command the garden where
Our roses grew
Children I don't know
Climb our apple tree
And scar
It's okay to have scars, they will make you who you are
It's okay to have fear, as long as you're not scared of coming here
And in the middle
the shower for hours
and hours, we pay it no mind
no we don’t mind
Losing track of the time as we talk about all sorts
Of things that don’t matter
No they
die by it
Don't show them scars 'cah you shy 'bout it
Put your mans in the air, go cry 'bout it
Put two in the air plus one
How many got bunned
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