| What if I could ice down all of my tears
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| Would my face be covered in diamonds from ear to ear?
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| Would real niggas respect me then?
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| Will some of these white girls wanna be more than my friend?
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| If I could take all of my tears and cry them into a chain
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| I wonder how many million more followers I’d gain
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| I bet my socials would be super lit
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| It wouldn’t even matter what type of vocals that I have to spit
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| I could turn all this salty water that fell from my eyes into some diamond
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| karats
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| Then when I cry in public I could finally do so without having someone tell me
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| I should feel embarrassed
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| 'Cause I’m not and I cried a whole lot
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| When I filed a divorce and when the homie got shot
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| And not one time did I laugh at Tyrese’s tears
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| 'Cause when I was separated from my son I cried every day for almost a year
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| And at near the end of that year span I was filled with joy
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| 'Cause my new fiance and I were expecting a baby boy
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| But after 40 weeks he was born without a heartbeat
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| Still we chose to march forward instead of retreat
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| I put one foot in front of the next
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| Even when it seemed impossible to take the next step
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| I put one foot in front of the next
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| Even when it felt like God had his foot on my chest
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| I put one foot in front of the next
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| Even when it felt like I couldn’t take another breath
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| I put one foot in front of the next
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| 'Cause life is just a battle in the shadow of death
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| We bury Pooh, and the very same day
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| They called us said they wanna take my baby away
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| I beat the case but I didn’t beat the odds
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| I got so many questions when I finally meet God
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| «Like why you make it so hard? |
| Why you even let me try?
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| Why my marriage couldn’t work? |
| Why you let my baby die?»
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| I apologize or not, you about to hear a lot
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| This is not really music, it’s me dealing with my thoughts
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| It was breathe trauma (huh), breathe trauma (huh), breathe trauma (huh), breathe
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| It’s hard to kill the drama when the trauma won’t leave
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| So if karma does exist I find it hard to believe
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| 'Cause if you reap what you sow, I didn’t sow these seeds
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| I need a Grammy for the damage, platinum plaque as a bandage
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| A couple healthy kids before I start to understand it
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| But because the fans demand it and the label said I should
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| I put it all into these songs and the hopes its understood
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| I put one foot in front of the next
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| Even when it seemed impossible to take the next step
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| I put one foot in front of the next
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| Even when it felt like God had his foot on my chest
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| I put one foot in front of the next
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| Even when it felt like I couldn’t take another breath
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| I put one foot in front of the next
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| 'Cause life is just a battle in the shadow of death
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| I’ve been crawling up the side of a mountain
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| Problems, they got me falling back down
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| Know this, all the flames I’ll put em down
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| And know I’ma climb out
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| I’ve been crawling up the side of a mountain
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| Problems, they got me falling back down
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| Know this, all the flames ill put em down
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| And know I’ma climb out |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Unimaginable , by - Murs. Song from the album A Strange Journey Into the Unimaginable, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп