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letra de the clash that awaits - blackfamlife

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[chorus]

the clash that awaits
conflict we must face
determines our fate
brings peace to our graves

[verse 1: tone1]

sickness laden
in this dark haven
rodents fester
belly aching
grim insinuations
cloud my skull
often leaves me shaking
no need continue
perpetuating self induced trauma
no hesitation
delete and erasing
these plagues i battle
fighting the fatigue
this pledge i honor
requires more than prеviously perceived
facе spew jargon
that corrupts and misplace
disrupts with fouls odors
so potent you can taste
what the flesh crave
i can’t satiate
only leads to reprobate
so i isolate
severe contact
with what revolves around the world
never let anyone pillage my resolve
the tide rises highest right before the fall
so may this be a warning to us all
i rest my case
as i await my call

[verse 1: bigjoe24]

i walk with faith
so i see the world clear as day
looking in my rear view
hoping i see a preview
of these demons that be peeking
life it feels like air
so i know that it be sinking
but i’m built i’m built i’m built
i’m built like bb&t on east main
strong in foundation
sitting in perfect placement
surrounded by so much hate
i’m thinking i need a cape
but life is no fairy tale
that’s a quicker way to jail
so ashamed
spartanburg is the name
and it’s home so i claim it
but like every home needs arranging
but what i lack is patience
i was taught to keep that pistol to face it
not knowing that evil runs deep
i use to cover my head dog with a sheet
just to take a peak
not standing in the midst of the fire
like a hit man ready for hire
lets go

[verse 1: mr.kingk!lla]

feeling opposite of this world
nothing left to lose but his life
on his knees every night
praying to christ for a better life
from the pain it made him numb
turn my heart into a time bomb
coming straight out the slums
i had to learn to ration every crumb
frustrated thoughts
live to see depression
and confused questions
i’m confessing how i feel
at the alter got me stressing
my obsession for material things
got me over zealous
like a raging beast
living careless no awareness
my ambition for competition
brought vicious attacks
in the jungle it’s eat or be eaten
without even the taste
became pleasing
newports and cognac
on away all them inner demons
i’m just a three dimensional being
my life faces spiritual treason
i don’t know what i want to believe in
i’ve lost it all
but god had to bring me back
from that hustler’s trap
doing time left a gap that i can’t get back

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