Forsaken (Explicit) 歌詞
Forsaken (Explicit) - Pegz
Yeah yeah
Dear brother
What a strange disposition
I relate to the rhymes
On the pages you've written
Especially that line about one of eight siblings
Hope you follow your dream
And stay out of prison
A lot kids wards of state
Slaves to the system
Letting emotions dictate how they're living
And I know
What you saying about making a difference
But it's hard to change the fact
Entertainments a business
And the b******t can test
A cat's creative conviction
When all you gots these words
Translating your vision
Don't be discouraged
By the haters and critics
The pains another source of inspirational lyrics
Never say that I'm gifted
My dedications religious
I don't need it explained
Everyday is a privilege
A lot of good people
Have never made it to hear this
Dear brother
Hope this letter raises your spirits
It don't make no sense
It don't make none
Some catch a break
And the rest are forsaken
It don't make no sense
It don't make none
Dear sister I got ya burnt CD
And felt the urgency
When I heard you speak
Especially that song called "Earn your keep"
Did you really have a sister
That worked the street
Yeah I know what you mean
About words are cheap
But sometimes they cut deep like surgery
And I tried to believe
That we learn to breath
But the truth burns like the third degree
I get a lot of demos
But you're the thirst MC
To make 3 minutes feel like eternity
Wearing your heart
On your sleeve with uncertainty
And there's no-one else I prefer to succeed
I hope you nurture the dream
Murder the beat
And change every stereotype we learn to perceive
Dear sister you're disturbing our sleep
Dear sister we all got dirt on our feet
It don't make no sense
It don't make none
Some get a break
And the rest are forsaken
It don't make no sense
It don't make none
This is dedicated to the next generation
From the school of hard knocks
With the best education
Sorry about the time it took to reply
Don't ever think I forgot or pushed you aside
You can read my mind
With a look in the eye
But I got no good advice
A book couldn't provide
Everybody's gotta survive a crooked design
They couldn't divide us
With a butcher's knife ay
I could have been another kid from the flats
Addicted to smack
No one was gonna give me a hand
Had to stand on my own two
Stick to the plan
When sh*t hit the fan
Like the pyramid bank
Had to recognize realise remember
What it feels like
Unemployed on the dole
Trynna keep the skills tight
Trynna keep the dream alive
Before the will dies
See you at the end of the line
It don't make no sense
It don't make none
Some get a break
And the rest are forsaken
It don't make no sense
It don't make none