17
• Written by GregStone
Dog passed yesterday, kinda just freestyling here
[VERSE 1]
17 years old, still growing and never slowing
Tryna live my life but keeping shit on the low end
They say suffering is how true men are shaped
Some would rather live a bitch than feel pain before the grave
But honestly I say bring on the trouble I can take it
Hard times just pass by, and soon enough you make it
But I've been going through a lot, yeah karma is a sadist
So I'mma cut the smile for a second no need to fake it
My dog and friend passed yesterday
I watched as they covered up his face
And lowered him into the grave
Except a tomb of dirt
Can't heal a world of hurt
How am I supposed to grieve when that shit don't even work?
So I've been more emotional then I have in years
Cried real tears about something other than my fears
But this'll leave me stronger it's the kind of pain that sears
So I'm not in a hurry to make the worry disappear
If you're going through shit, I just wanted to tell you
The pain will pass, same as anything else you've been through
All the places you been to, don't bother feeling misused
Cause one day it will be someone else's turn to miss you
[HOOK]
Walk on, walk on, through the fire and the flames
Keep on, keep on, just break right through those chains
Walk on, walk on, through the fire and the flames
Keep on, keep on, till the people scream your name
[VERSE 2]
17 years old, I'm still standing undefeated
They tried to raise the bar, so I stood up just to meet it
And put their expectations in jail, incarceration
I'm trying to spark the nation, get flaming and start debating
Cause all these issues make me want to start a covenant
Arguing with politicians police and the government
They trying to be the big man, and leave us crushed to bits
But we've seen the toughest shit so we just don't put up with it
So for a minute quit your bitching here's a tissue
Stop talking about genders or the pronouns we misuse
And realize that there happens to be much bigger issues
Like honest men who get sued and army men who can't shoot
Focus on making your life better and less miserable
Stop making yourself the victim here, that's just pitiful
Set yourself aside but don't forget that there are mystical
Places in which the condition of mankind is pitiful
And finally let me just remind you
That there ain't a single place where love won't find you
Except for you, Amy Schumer. Seriously. Nobody likes you, just shut the fuck up and go home with your sad excuse for comedy because it's not funny, it's never been funny, and it never will be funny. Grow up. Jesus fucking Christ
[HOOK]
Walk on, walk on, through the fire and the flames
Keep on, keep on, just break right through those chains
Walk on, walk on, through the fire and the flames
Keep on, keep on, till the people scream your name
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GregStone
Member since June 24 2016