thug love:sad love

U can see me walking u can see me jogging talking to myself

Wearing dreadlocks looking more a rogue

With two glocks cocked just a couple more blocks and I'll stop my monologue

'Cause she must be racing and pacing and patiently waiting by the bench and the chair

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

I have the vision of her visage in my head

Wet..upset..I can see her mindset..she much rather be with her new man watching the sunset somewhere in the shade

Her handset in hand scouring over a message I sent

Asking her to meet me at six by the church of the saint to talk about things we had done and said

She finds it s disgusting to be discussing our relationship she must be cussing away at that cursed day of May when we first met by the bay

HOOK:

No need to be sad

Its full bad,its just sad

Cause you're a heartbreak

Ur love was always fake

She was wearing a black dress with stilletos tossing stones in the ocean

When a weary badly dressed boy from the ghetto crossed her path and set up unlikely events into motion

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

But when our eyes locked the clock stopped time froze our pulses paused the ground beneath rose the birds chirped in applause

Everything was surreal and out of proportion

My life was a tasteless concoction till u came along and made it an explosion of flavors by adding ur love portion

For me the sky was never the limit nor the height

I just wanted to be high enough so people can't look down on me anymore with spite

But the boy from underground was feeling as though his feet were above the sky

I took her around showing her places she never knew existed

I showed her leave within the raging gunfights,how warring gangs coexisted with a kind of love that was twisted

I flaunted her in the hood..shifted my personality at the change of her mood..dudes in the hood knew their fellow thug struck gold without making a loot

HOOK:

No need to be sad

Its full bad,its sad

Cause you're a heartbreak

Ur love was always fake

Then that day came

I walked into her apartment with a flower in had

Found another man on her bed blanket over the head making love with no shame

I felt ashamed..I wished i were dead..WHY??

"M sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

The boy who had tasted the heights of heaven itself fell to the deepest pits of hell

Its like a little birdy who had just learn to fly suddenly fell

HOOK:

No need to be sad

Its full bad,its sad

Cause you're a heartbreak

Ur love was always fake

As the painful thoughts of the past crisscross my mind..I think of Christ on the cross contemplating the cost of a life lost

Knife in my pocket to compliment the glocks..time's up bitch..stop the clocks

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life

I make you kneel..bring the blade close to ur throat so u can have a taste of the steel.as I look into ur eyes I still get the same feel..whisper "I love u"before making the kill

U try to apologize..more lies..I can see it in your eyes..this is where our love dies

Kkkhhkkk..I slit her throat blood spills all over her coat

She's writhing in pain...I pick up the blocks.BOOM..I fire...BOOM..I fire again..her body lays lifeless at the paking lane

I feel weak ..weak cops will find me in a few weeks..is this the revenge I wanted to seek?

HOOK:

No need to be sad

Its full bad,its sad

Cause you're a heartbreak

Ur love was always fake

Outro:

Why is love always painful?well why is winter cold

So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold