Tekst Utworu
I need my love retrieved where it belongs
Deep inside of me live through my songs
Please don't talk to me you're in the wrong
Rolling up my sleeves moving along
I got no remorse for my enemies no
I don't settle scores through the deputies yea
Shooting for my goals through the penalties yea
I'm collecting souls like they're pleasantries yea
Yea I been out here looking for peace yea
My minds at war I could never be at ease yea
I'm always hot like I'm from the Middle East yea
I keep the piece on me I could bring the heat yea
I don't want your love baby I just want mine
I spent way to much on a bitches time
Yea I know my mission that's what God assigned
Buy a brand new crib put the family inside
So please don't wait on me I'm not gon' come back
I'm way to numb to have sympathy for all that
Yea I done grown apart it's only by design
For you it might be hard for me I just say bye
Hocus Pocus tell em' what I want it magically appears
Sell your soul it ain't for me I ain't gon' drink the blood of deer
I stay holy with my hero he gon' make them disappear
Holy moly that's a lot of money for one fucking year
I need my love retrieved where it belongs
Deep inside of me live through my songs
Please don't talk to me you're in the wrong
Rolling up my sleeves moving along
I got no remorse for my enemies no
I don't settle scores through the deputies yea
Shooting for my goals through the penalties yea
I'm collecting souls like they're pleasantries yea
Ya'll be in your feelings me I been on my grind
Y'all just see the ceiling as the cap to your mind
I been making deals with elite of mankind
I just open doors ya'll be closing your blinds
They'd do it all it all they swear just to get a little share
But when it's all cold and bare I wonder who gon' be there
I don't give a damn shit or fuck no more
Watch me walk away from a raging war
I got dirt and blood on the shirt I wore
Thickened up my skin now I'm tough to the core
I need my love retrieved where it belongs
Deep inside of me live through my songs
Please don't talk to me you're in the wrong
Rolling up my sleeves moving along
I got no remorse for my enemies no
I don't settle scores through the deputies yea
Shooting for my goals through the penalties yea
I'm collecting souls like they're pleasantries yea
Writer(s): Joseph Quartarone
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