Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tear, artist - Trae. Album song Can't Ban The Truth, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G Maab
Song language: English
Tear |
| Tear down the walls in this house* |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| I remember dreaming like a king but misery ended up fucked up |
| Pain turned into fame and had me looking like I looked up |
| Cherishing every moment time running so far away |
| Instead of looking for hope I take hate and call it a day |
| I feel it in the air, tension crowding up my atmosphere |
| I take it as it is it ain’t no happy feelings passing here |
| It’s hard to say who love me money got the picture faded |
| You can’t explain going through shit when people think you made it |
| Everybody got opinions they don’t know what’s going on |
| I tell em leave me in that zone and end with fuck alone |
| I’m feeling trapped inside my home the pressure got me nervous |
| Praying like a deacon at a church still ain’t been to service |
| And I feel like this attention left my baby momma with a grudge |
| I give my kids the world so why the fuck I’m stuck in front this judge |
| I try patience but it’s hard to use it round this motherfucker |
| Somebody help me 'fore I lose it round this motherfucker |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| I’m less than a minute away |
| Going upside this wall with either my head and my hand |
| I think myself to live for what I love I’m watching it sink in sand |
| I feel that down so much the anger got me like I’m trippin' |
| It’s hard to be a stand-up nigga when ya life is slippin' |
| Sometimes I wish to bring my partna’s back up out the ground |
| Instead of me crying out through this pain and letting it out the sound |
| I’m on my own cause when I look for help it’s not around |
| They say they on they way but end up lost like they was out of town |
| My homies faking any breath of air to snuck about it |
| I need to bin before I take these wall the fuck up out it |
| I’m burn this bitch up for I let it hurt me any longer |
| Shit got me rough as hell I doubt it make me any stronger |
| The only piece of mind I get is looking at my ceilings |
| Sometimes it ain’t nothing other days it’s a wonderful feeling |
| I close my eyes and end up headed where they say it’s danger |
| I rather be there cause here is nothing but familiar strangers |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house |
| Tear down the walls in this house… |