Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//
Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues
Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis
Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts
Killing men women and children day after day murdering in every way, the shits unimaginable,
Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle
A dying dream, you even try in
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
The innocent children, driven in the wrong division
Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some
Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight
I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right
And i'll enjoy your suffering, you think i'm bluffing,
Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >