Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Damaged Goods, artist - ¡MAYDAY!. Album song South Of 5th, in the genre РеггиDate of issue: 06.09.2018
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Damaged Goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| If it wasn’t for my son |
| The moon would have never fell |
| And I ain’t even done |
| I just hide it well |
| Everyday I run |
| But I don’t know where |
| Empty out my lungs |
| Fill 'em up with smoke filled air |
| Playing Russian roulette with ten different men |
| Locked in my head trying to run for the fence |
| Killing time 'til I get to a place where it kills the things that keep me |
| paying rent |
| I’m a slave to the things I do when they turn their back man I need to repent |
| Lately I’ve been meditating and praying to God every other day but it ain’t |
| make a dent |
| Devil in disguise |
| Angel in they eyes |
| I’m just trying to get a ride to the next spot |
| I ain’t even say shit no more |
| I keep to myself 'cause I only scream at the small thoughts |
| Give a little but take more |
| So much that I’m sore from the handouts every time my arms drop |
| You’ve been trying to find peace |
| I’m out in these streets |
| Trying to make up for negative karma |
| How does it feel to sleep every night |
| With your dreams out of sight |
| For a piece of the pie? |
| How does it feel to see me and think |
| Yo that could have been me but I ran for my life? |
| I’ve been trying to stay up through the downs |
| I’ve been up in the clouds |
| So long I can’t land |
| And these rhymes in my pad are more than just songs that I write for the |
| fair-weather fans |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Yeah |
| I’ve been down this road before |
| But every time that I drive it I can’t seem to find it |
| It’s like I love this pain in my vain if I don’t then I might need a little |
| more reminding |
| I’m blinded |
| By the business I’m in |
| By the tint of my skin |
| By my signage |
| By the fact there’s a million motherfuckers out doing double with only a half |
| of my vibrance |
| Quite silent |
| Quite cold, quite calm, quite bomb, quite gone, quite riding |
| For somebody with a raincloud on 'em |
| You don’t lay rounds on 'em; |
| that’s a real bright lining |
| And you’re shining |
| And your cadence is cut |
| But you’re jaded as fuck like |
| It’s been tainted enough |
| To made into crust |
| And be fed 'til it humbles your pie and |
| Young brother |
| With a dumb-luck oner |
| I’mma run up on you |
| You don’t need to be seen now |
| Bloodsucker |
| With a one-up on us |
| Get a gun bust sucker |
| Then be gone in the steam now |
| You got means now |
| But they under a world full of greed now |
| Everybody want to be the one to have freedom run but they can’t speak proud for |
| the peace now |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |
| Damaged |
| Damaged goods |