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letra de 2002 - dd caine

[verse one]
a darker thursday, sits a mother, in the pain of labor
her child’s brutalized her stomach, she hopes jesus takes her
it’s wonder how something small is causin’ pain that’s major
her husband’s locked his hand in hers to have it broken later
the doc arrives steps inside with questions for the patient
the stress inside, it seems to pry its way out, losing patience
givin/’ distractions while contractions seem to have her screamin’
shreiking shatters gl-ss, when it cracks then shes barely breathin’
she’s lying, weepin’, game, she wasn’t ahead of it
and when it’s time for stretchin’ her head’s spinnin’ like the exorcist
a satan sp-wn from a christian woman, ain’t that a b-tch?
born to be a black sheep, is tragic how he doesn’t fit
sunday mornin’, baptist church services, he ain’t learnin’ sh-t
closed eyes, around these closed minds, no one notices
15 years prior no one knew that he would grow to this
not even him, he don’t even like it, but he rolls with it

[hook]
theres no way to rewrite your past, son
everyday, seem like it gon be your last one
get away? you can’t, its too late for that
you can run, but you can’t hide, life can trace your tracks

[verse two]
both parents home, thats something rare in his skin pigmentation
say it’s a blessin but he’s stressin, tryna keep his patience
its not enough, he’s biting dust, his brain continues racin
fired up, his time was cut, he left so steamed and angered
hope broken for the kid, thought he was grow to win
neglect from parents, hes forgetting where his focus is
trapped in his soul, is his
pain, no one notices
this bogusness, is blowin him
no jokin, sh-t is not pretend
well, he gets a hold of a nine and then points the barrel at him
he tries to speak, hes only weapin he too weak for chattin
he finally stopped, to think about how would some be without him
said they would breathe without him
there’d be less greed without him
hand on the grip of his pistol, inside is a hollow, stops to wallow, swallow, later have everyone pourin out bottles
click, right then, he ends it all but no forgetting this
where his wig had split, his inner sins would form to show what vengeance is

- dd caine

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