Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song For Lack of a Better Word, artist - Theory Hazit. Album song Thr3e, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.09.2018
Record label: WetWork
Song language: English
For Lack of a Better Word |
It couldn’t be any clearer |
When you mad at me I can’t look myself in the mirror |
I’m severed, and I failed as a son, a brother, a boyfriend, a father, |
a husband and in that order |
But its in all of us, like somethings in the water |
I see it in my mother, I see it in my daughter |
And whats really embarrassing I see it in myself |
I tend to hide in the dark to ashamed to tell |
So how am I supposed to find my way up out of hell |
How can you search for a feeling you ain’t never felt |
Poetry in my sorrow, worried about tomorrow, look what I’ve done with all the |
time I borrowed |
Heard the word, sometimes I followed |
Most times I did my own thing |
I tried praying but it felt so strange |
Thinking he’s not really there, and if he’s there does he care |
I write rhymes, hoping to relieve my mind of lusting, disgusting |
But I don’t even trust me |
Filling voids, with items that I know only destroy |
Relying on my self poise, thats a poisonous lie |
Cause through Christ, there’s joy and demise |
Dead sleep finally open my eyes |
Thats why I apologize and repent of every crime I committed |
The strive to stay committed |
To what God has given |
Though my insecurities creeping |
At night fall I’m tempted by the demon, seeking |
Feel good’s and complements and self indulgence |
Envy, greed and what about me’s |
A disease that all of us are guilty of harboring |
No need to battle back you just sound dumb in a argument |
Ears itch, fences get straddled |
When the 7 keys struck, 3 chased the shadow |
Playing with fire, bridges will burn |
So many things in hindsight that I didn’t concern |
Responsibilities I ignored them |
I know I said this before but this time I’m sure |
Sincere, and I’m aware that sins here |
I gave it to Him, I guess it ends here |
I reminisce on the stress I caused I know it hurt |
Taking money out my momma purse, after church |
Meet up with Murk, puff on the purple |
Purpin', the who we were on the block working |
Pulling all nighters momma don’t even know where I’m at |
In a back of a cop car arms hand-cuffed behind my back |
The fact is I knew better |
Any way I could I was out to rob whoever |
But the whole time I knew the Lord was there |
I gave it all to him, so it ends here |