United In Grief Song Lyrics
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetimeTell them, tell ’em, tell them the truthI hope you find some paradise (tell them, tell ’em the truth)Tell ’em, tell ’em, tell ’em, tell them your-
I’ve been goin’ through somethin’One thousand, eight hundred and 55 daysI’ve been goin’ through somethin’Be afraid
What is a bitch in a miniskirt?A man in his feelings with bitter nerveWhat is a woman that really hurt?A demon, you’re better off killin’ herWhat is a relative, making repetitive narratives on how you did it first?That is a predator, hit reverseAll of your presidents evil thirst
What is a neighborhood rep’table?That is a snitch on a pedestalWhat is a house with a better view?A family broken in variablesWhat is a rapper with jewelry?A way that I show my maturityWhat if I call on security?That mean I’m calling on God for purity
I went and got me a therapistI can debate on my theories and sharing it (whoa)Consolidate all my comparisonsHumblin’ up because time was imperative (whoa)Started to feel like it’s only one answer to everything, I don’t know where it is (whoa)Popping a bottle of Claritin (whoa)Is it my head or my arrogance? (Whoa)
Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing? I’m flipping my time through the RolodexIndulging myself and my life and my music, the world that I’m in is a cul-de-sacThe world that we in is just menacing, the demons portrayed religionousI wake in the morning, another appointment, I hope the psychologist listenin’
The new Mercedes with black G WagonThe “Where you from?” It was all for rapI was 28 years young, twenty mill’ in taxBought a couple of mansions just for practiceFive hundred in jewelry, chain was magicNever had it in public, late reaction50K to cousins, post a captionPray none of my enemies hold me captive
I grieve different
I grieve differentHuh
I met her on the third night of ChicagoNorth America tour, my enclaveFee-fi-fo-fum, she was a modelDedicated to the songs I wrote and the BibleEyes like green, penetratin’ the moonlightHair done in a bun, energy in the room likeBig Bang for theory, God, hopin’ you hear mePhone off the ringer, tell the world I’m busy
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn’t care enoughSympathize when her daddy in the chain gangHer first brother got killed, he was 21I was nine when they put Lamont in the graveHeartbroken when Estelle didn’t say goodbyeChad left his body after we FaceTimedGreen eyes said you’d be okay, first tour, sex the pain away
I grieve different
I grieve differentHuh
The new Mercedes with black G WagonThe “Where you from?” It was all for rapI was 28 years young, twenty mill’ in taxBought a couple of mansions just for practiceFive hundred in jewelry, chain was magicNever had it in public, late reaction50K to cousins, post a captionPray none of my enemies hold me captive
So what? Paralyzed, the county building controlled usI bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it onceI bought infinity pools, I never swimmed inI watched Keem buy four cars in four monthsYou know the family dynamic’s on repeatThe insecurities locked down on PCI bought a .223, nobody peace treatYou won’t doo-doo me, I smell TNT
Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a PorschePaid lottery for it, I ain’t want it in portionsPoverty was the caseBut the money wipin’ the tears away
I grieve differentEverybody grieves differentEverybody grieves differentI grieve differentHuh