Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Honor, artist - AMB. Album song Blood in Blood Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Honor |
Wake up in a mad rage and I can’t see |
Cold sweat from the broken images of my dreams |
I’ve seen worlds of peace with no pain |
But then I woke up to reality, we all should be ashamed |
You wife beatin' piece of shit, they’re mad deep |
Turning children to zombies who think they can’t speak |
Or two parents, one kid and still it’s like |
He had to teach his own self how to ride a fuckin' bike |
And then he grew the fuck up and started snortin' drugs |
All because of mom and daddy’s hugs |
Or lack thereof |
And now the world’s so hard for him to understand |
Because his pop’s never taught him how to be a fuckin' man |
I wanna show you, but I know you can already see |
The world we live in and the people that we are programmed to be |
So the next time you wanna judge me based off my clothes |
Keep in mind your sons and daughters are at my shows |
I have honor |
And what is life without honor in life it seems |
Living is all forsaken |
And what is life without honor in life it seems |
Living is all forsaken |
And if the world controls your mind you’ll find |
Honor is gone from us |
And if it’s gone in my song I sing to you, it’s time to choose |
What you’re gonna do — I have honor |
It’s like a time bomb, tickin' away at my brain |
Ready to go off and end all my pain, but I can’t complain |
Feelin' the stress, here to confess what I’ve done to be blessed |
Read the mind of congress, gonna put it to rest |
Mister John Doe we all know |
Who you really be, pollutin' the minds of our cities, states, and countries |
Makin' us vote and choke down the loss of our right to life |
I’d rather smoke another cigarette and know I’m gonna die |
Fightin' the freedom is to belive 'em when they lie about the reasons |
Why they blowin' up our cities and creating hurricane seasons |
I see 'em freezing bank accounts of innocent people to keep |
The money flowin' to the 5−0 station down the street |
And nothin' goes to mister broke and misses baby-to-feed |
To the families snaked by presidents of greed |
But if I say shit, I have a life that’s hard to be |
A true speaker like Martin King or Bob Marley |
It’s all honor |
And what is life without honor in life it seems |
Living is all forsaken |
And what is life without honor in life it seems |
Living is all forsaken |
And if the world controls your mind you’ll find |
Honor is gone from us |
And if it’s gone in my song I sing to you, it’s time to choose |
What you’re gonna do — I have honor |
I have honor |
It’s time to choose, what you’re gonna do — I have honor |
I have honor |
It’s time to choose, what you’re gonna do — I have honor |