Lyrics Damaged Goods - Chris Rivers

Damaged Goods

Who’s that right there?
It’s the greatest in the universe standin' right here
Don’t you miss it
Are you the love of my life or just a fuck for the night?
'Cause my body can’t tell the difference, uh
I got all these things I wanna do with you
And I just can’t pick a position
I see your battle ships and defenses
But don’t you feel defenseless inside
Well don’t let love cloud your eyes
While you’re caught up on all these guys
It’s ill advised and falling’s only good if you fly
'Cause love’s here it’s just in the skies, or in disguise
I keep the porn page minimized
I got a court case in them thighs
Just give me life
I know it’s all fate in your eyes, but to me I’m just killin' time
Can’t you see
What you’re doing
What you do to me?
I’m not the human that I used to be
I’m damaged goods and that sounds good to me
I’m damaged goods, I damaged goods
Hey
Where did my mind go and the time go and how can I align those?
Niggas act like I’m calm 'til combos
I could hold the world in my palm like the white folk
Or Bible, if I gathered lessons applied those and supplied hope
When my eyes closed, I envision vivid pictures
It consists of, this existence
Where I’m livin', not existin', where I’m not in mental prisons
Built by never really giving in and coping with the witnessin'
Of momma getting hit again
That shit leaves you powerless, beaten down into cowardice
Even though it made super you, you empowered it
Proud of it, picked the thorn on the rose when you flowered it
Childish, I never got to be what a child is, uh yeah
Feelin' the pressure I need a break, uh
Dub that whenever there’s money I need make
I want that, killin' myself just to be this great
I love that, why’s it more easy to feel the hate?
Can’t you see
What you’re doing
What you do to me?
I’m not the human that I used to be
I’m damaged goods and that’s sounds good to me
I’m damaged goods, I’m damaged goods
Right, uh
I’m feeling classically trained
Never been two-face, ain’t maskin' my pain
I’m just a shithead with ass on my brain
If you was askin' these hoes
But I’m a king if you was asking my main
I’m just a dog if we just paddle the same
My future all gold it’s been foretold me and the Lord knows
There’s plenty Toto, a penny’s thought sold
And semi-autos to any foe though
See dreams and I want all those
Stay ahead of anybody gettin' plenty torso
That’s my POV like porno, I keep it deep, DiGiorno
It’s way deeper than the green, any moment we can all go
See the cops killin' us, got the stocks killin' us
Look at all my people like when will we stop killin' us?
He said «It's sad, I gotta fuckin' blast these triggers
Either be a garbage man or flip the bag for figures»
See momma had a little man, wished his dad was bigger
And since he left it’s only right that I had to switch up
Can’t you see
What you’re doing
What you do to me?
I’m not the human that I used to be
I’m damaged goods and that’s sounds good to me
I’m damaged goods, I’m damaged goods