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PERFORMING ARTISTS
4ize
4ize
Vocals
Stahhr
Stahhr
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Dumile
Daniel Dumile
Composer
Kimberly Richardson
Kimberly Richardson
Songwriter
Tony Hayes
Tony Hayes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metal Fingers
Metal Fingers
Producer

Lyrics

Sheitan never came so ill, he got skill Met a brother from the drill that gave my spine chills All thirty three nerves Controlling my curves Common sense just swerved every time I got served Stress, frustration, empty rhetoric Cold as winter in Connecticut Compassion lacking deficit Thought it was love like, sent from above You not a soul-mate More ways and actions of a primate Who by low and census coming faker than extensions Pissed away all good intentions Outta here sister was missin' Intuition Maybe it was me I couldn't see Holdin onto fantasy Getting bitten by reality War wound, purple heart, love veteran Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine Anything just to forget the hurt, incoming! Take cover, hit the dirt On the front-line, there's casualties in the mind And the POW's get left behind Mentally scarred for life, love is war And some chicks are just too hard to wife I shoulda deaded it from genesis 'Stead of hittin' the Guinnesses Now I'm free falling Cursing at the street. bawling He ceased calling No appetite for feast darling So deep. all in, I bet he never stop balling women Forsake God for the scent of a man Sacrifice a whole life for a slice, overstand? Maybe it's a lack of pigment Loneliness imagine figment Only got the car tinted to pull extra G's in it Damn Jody, comin with the okie doke, pokie poke Steady rockin boats, got me aimin for ya throats Sniper scope Weren't we supposed to elope? Propose then ya froze, I don't think that I can cope Constant frustration, stemming from a no win situation Rushing lust and fornication Adding to the complication Patience is a virtue Pain run deep when love desert you Listenin' to whisperin' Choosing chaos over discipline Simpleton, life should really be a piece of intimance Relationships strengthening Flower essence: Penstemon Gentlemen, my favorite shit, so I've never forsaken it I persevere, make it fit, sculpting and reshaping it Taking sips off a fifth of it Passionate, intense Incense candles lit, scandalous Emotional bandages, why would he abandon this? Guess he couldn't handle it, the boss is magnanimous
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