Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pity , by - J. Cole. Song from the album Truly Yours, J. Cole, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 15.08.2017
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
Pity |
| God help the hungry children |
| Help the homeless children |
| Help them to survive a World they can’t understand |
| God help the child who’s needy |
| Who deserves not pity |
| Help them to survive this cold and bitter land |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the dice that was rolled for me? |
| I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it |
| Is this the life that you chose for me Lord? |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the dice that you rolled for me? |
| Yeah, this is the Ville, home of the fast-lifers |
| Where we get high and don’t come down, we gas righteous |
| Man, I wonder how hard to live my past life was |
| Cause this one hard, I could show you my scars |
| I ain’t crying tho. |
| Then save that pity for the next man |
| Or that girl getting beat down by her ex-man |
| Hey, hold your head, mama |
| I know you wish that nigga dead, mama |
| If I can find a way to kill him, I won’t have any drama |
| Damn mama, tell me who you love |
| This one is for the boy that sees his mama on drugs |
| I feel your pain, boy and just know that I been through the same, boy |
| That lady needs you more than ever |
| Don’t be ashamed boy |
| Cause when it rained, boy, that was your umbrella |
| The one that changed your pissy sheets when you was a young fella |
| And now she in the bedroom on her knees |
| Staring at the sky, screaming «Lord please!» |
| Tell me now |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the dice that you rolled for me? |
| I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it |
| Is this the life that you chose for me Lord? |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the dice that was rolled for me? |
| I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it |
| Soon as you cling on, my mind’s saying «be gone!» |
| I leave em with wrinkled foreheads, they now Klingons |
| Confused, cause friendship’s abuse and I’m sorry for it |
| My life performance been trifling, some nights I fight my conscience? |
| Was never given space, but I always heared the heart |
| Always miss playing the hand that was dealt the joker cards |
| It’s what I was feeling like, lonely low energy |
| Fallin slow clinically, ballin' over we finna be |
| Don’t pity me ever, even when them haters answering |
| Mindstate of the victim, no victim, I’m just a champion |
| Money come in slow, God, intervene |
| Spirit’s never broken, I’m just focused, don’t pity me |
| No no no, you see this pain put a strain on my whole life |
| I seen the rain, seen my dreams turn to long nights |
| But all I ask is don’t pity me, no, no! |
| Don’t pity me, no, no, no! |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the dice that you rolled for me? |
| I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it |
| Is this the life that you chose for me Lord? |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the dice that was rolled for me? |
| I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it |
| I can’t cry about it |
| Nah, nah, be strong |
| Can’t cry about it |
| Hey |
| I freestyle life, can barely write the rent |
| Yearly income can barely keep this music life in check |
| Call up mama, hate to borrow money, with Christmas near |
| Hey you know what? |
| How about we make each other gifts this year |
| Friends are calling me up, asking me if I’m signed yet |
| Who I’m working with? |
| Am I making dollar signs yet? |
| Disappointment within their voices, do they pity me? |
| Disbelief, I’ma stay driven like them city streets |
| But ah, it seems like every day is rainy weather |
| Can barely fit my pain and poverty the same umbrella |
| But he don’t care, he don’t care, it’s hard to keep em dry |
| No more caterpillar, now you see him change: peeping Tom |
| This life’ll flash before your eyes |
| So get your match before your fire turns to ash |
| No more drive, no more gas, before you cry, get your last |
| Before you die, life your past with no regrets |
| Broken X, no looking back man |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the dice that you rolled for me? |
| I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it |
| Is this the life that you chose for me Lord? |
| Is this the life that you chose for me? |
| Is this the dice that was rolled for me? |
| Yeah |