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Strained
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Strained 由 Hall Of Justus 于 2005年1月14日 发行,作为专辑“Dream Merchant, Vol. 1”的一部分。
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发行日期2005年1月14日
唱片公司Hall Of Justus
语言English
旋律性
不插电
Valence
舞蹈性
能量
BPM92

制作

歌词

Who's world is this?
(Strained, strained, over the way)
What's my purpose for being here?
My life is
(Strained, strained, over the grave)
So cloudy I cannot see clear
Years I've missed
(Strained, strained, over the blade)
Why is it so hard to maintain?
Took a risk
To refrain from the pain of strain
My mind is my virtue
Brought into the world in 1980
Props for birth due to my earth
I won't say I never hurt you
Don't be afraid when them devils lurk you
Dont let them clowns try to jerk you
Don't let the system overwork you
You need to go to church too
Inquisitive like the cops when they search you
Ma, without you
I'd be pitiful, I love you
Now I'm tryin to lead my own life
Sometimes I can't get much sleep
So I'm sittin up all night
With the hall light on
Goin' through a mental rampage
Is my dream really
To be on stage?
Long phase with no wages
Pull the gauge
And let us out the cages
My frustration's
Two decades of pages
You tell me what race
With less than two faces
I wish life came
With erasers
(different races)
Who's world is this?
(Strained, strained, over the way)
What's my purpose for being here?
My life is
(Strained, strained, over the grave)
So cloudy I cannot see clear
Years I've missed
(Strained, strained, over the blade)
Why is it so hard to maintain?
Took a risk
To refrain from the pain of strain
You can't tarnish my harvest
The heartless wanna see my carcass
In the darkness
Infested with garbage
Dogs steady barkin
Manslaughter broadens
Violation of a soldier
The world is on my shoulders
I don't have a glory story to tell
Cos if it's all good
Then what's the use for creating hell?
Nobody's stable
Eyes glued to the cable
Watching fables
I'm able
To lay my cards down
On the table
\
Please tell me how I
Deal with the strain
Do I conceal the pain?
Or let the bullet drill my brain till it's
Spillin the rain?
25 years of physical age
And critical stage
Trapped in a visual maze
Of criminal ways
In and outta cell blocks
When will this hell stop?
Shells drop, now I'm locked
Making the jails rock
Huh
When I'm released, man
There's still no peace
Unemployment increased
Back on the streets with the beast
I awaken to a soulward state
And meditate with lessons
Eliminate depression
My pen illustrate aggression
Contaminated confessions, I hate expressin'
State embraced my essence
So, hate replaced my blessings
Heard a case
Whisper confessions of snake injections
Saint protection
From department of correction
Praise 7
Which way's heaven?
Debate with reverends
And known scholars
Some have even thrown dollars
To receive my dome knowledge
I zone hardest
Handing out holy convictions
To mo' civilians
My chosen hitmen sees a church
Stole a Christian
Started building with him
And to exchange my views
I'm caught up in a lost world -
Who gettin' blamed on the news?
The oppressor or the victim
I'm trapped in a system that's unjust
Man-made laws for just us
And you wonder why my gun bust?
I say
They wonder why my gun bust
It's because
I'm so strained
\
Trapped in a cage
(a cage , a cage....)
Hoping I can find an exit
Runnin' through a maze
Everywhere I turn's a dead end
My rage grows dwindling
(dwindling, dwindling, dwindling...)
Move it like I'm going to escape
Afraid of mistakes
Someday, I wanna be safe
From the strain
Who's world is this?
(Strained, strained, over the way)
What's my purpose for being here?
My life is
(Strained, strained, over the grave)
So cloudy I cannot see clear
Years I've missed
(Strained, strained, over the blade)
Why is it so hard to maintain?
Took a risk
To refrain from the pain of strain
Written by: 9th Wonder, Crisis (rapper), Keisha Shontelle
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