Keisha Shontelle - Strained

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[Keisha Shontelle] Who's world is this? (Strained, strained, over the way) What's my purpose for being here? My life is (Strained, strained, over the grave) So cloudy I cannot see clear Years I've missed (Strained, strained, over the blade) Why is it so hard to maintain? Took a risk To refrain from the pain of strain My mind is my virtue Brought into the world in 1980 Props for birth due to my earth I won't say I never hurt you Don't be afraid when them devils lurk you Dont let them clowns try to jerk you Don't let the system overwork you You need to go to church too Inquisitive like the cops when they search you Ma, without you I'd be pitiful, I love you Now I'm tryin to lead my own life Sometimes I can't get much sleep So I'm sittin up all night With the hall light on Goin' through a mental rampage Is my dream really To be on stage? Long phase with no wages Pull the gauge And let us out the cages My frustration's Two decades of pages You tell me what race With less than two faces I wish life came With erasers (different races) Who's world is this? (Strained, strained, over the way) What's my purpose for being here? My life is (Strained, strained, over the grave) So cloudy I cannot see clear Years I've missed (Strained, strained, over the blade) Why is it so hard to maintain? Took a risk To refrain from the pain of strain You can't tarnish my harvest The heartless wanna see my carcass In the darkness Infested with garbage Dogs steady barkin Manslaughter broadens Violation of a soldier The world is on my shoulders I don't have a glory story to tell Cos if it's all good Then what's the use for creating hell? Nobody's stable Eyes glued to the cable Watching fables I'm able To lay my cards down On the table \ [Khrysis] Please tell me how I Deal with the strain Do I conceal the pain? Or let the bullet drill my brain till it's Spillin the rain? 25 years of physical age And critical stage Trapped in a visual maze Of criminal ways In and outta cell blocks When will this hell stop? Shells drop, now I'm locked Making the jails rock Huh When I'm released, man There's still no peace Unemployment increased Back on the streets with the beast I awaken to a soulward state And meditate with lessons Eliminate depression My pen illustrate aggression Contaminated confessions, I hate expressin' State embraced my essence So, hate replaced my blessings Heard a case Whisper confessions of snake injections Saint protection From department of correction Praise 7 Which way's heaven? Debate with reverends And known scholars Some have even thrown dollars To receive my dome knowledge I zone hardest Handing out holy convictions To mo' civilians My chosen hitmen sees a church Stole a Christian Started building with him And to exchange my views I'm caught up in a lost world - Who gettin' blamed on the news? The oppressor or the victim I'm trapped in a system that's unjust Man-made laws for just us And you wonder why my gun bust? I say They wonder why my gun bust It's because I'm so strained \ [Keisha Shontelle] Trapped in a cage (a cage , a cage....) Hoping I can find an exit Runnin' through a maze Everywhere I turn's a dead end My rage grows dwindling (dwindling, dwindling, dwindling...) Move it like I'm going to escape Afraid of mistakes Someday, I wanna be safe From the strain Who's world is this? (Strained, strained, over the way) What's my purpose for being here? My life is (Strained, strained, over the grave) So cloudy I cannot see clear Years I've missed (Strained, strained, over the blade) Why is it so hard to maintain? Took a risk To refrain from the pain of strain
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