Love and War
• Written by Sickboyy
Tripping on my verse with my curse words in reverse
my life is a half bred leaving me dead in a hearse
Reimbursed for my sins but not given closure
Losing' yo homies can leave a hole in ya, exposure
Everyday grow bolder never does my heart n' soul seize to grow older
Fell into the trap of money, your heart grew colder like most shoulders
Man made of money might find steppin' on others funny, (Blasphemy)
Still find it stunning how people could mistreat eachother like they were never brothers
Your mother she says to treat each other with respect yet you still disrespect one another
I can't express how shameless and spineless, the time we live in is
cause when we wer' kids everybody loved another
The acts of war leave people suffering, I'm left in awe stuttering
How could you attack innocents,why?, I'm wonderin'
Pondering the fact that you'd rather have blood shed than stopping it instead
People of not only paris although their sufferings are apparent
My heart to em, not a temporary profile pic but my condolences
and notice it's mistrust of others that have lead us to turn on our brothers
Black and white don't exist, we are a union, Love fumin'
With love we have already won, no need to run, hide or abide with it at our side
Love is richer than all types of Gold, it never corrodes...
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Sickboyy
Member since November 19 2015