I done seen a lot of pain, still I’m breathin’

I done lost a lot of saints, now I’m preachin’

Cold heart in the booth, but the soul leakin’

Countin’ scars on my wrist while the globe spinnin’

Cole said “dream,” I just seen a hearse gleam

Mama cryin’ in the church, I was 13

Prayers bounce off the ceiling like hollows

Still I rap for the dead, let the bottle follow

Ain’t no shame in my silence, I speak through violence

Ain’t no love in the slums, just sirens

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別吵了，眼淚把妝都弄花

客廳地板還留著圣誕樹的殘?jiān)?

哥說沒錢，妹說沒愛

媽媽把火雞重新熱回舊年代

黑膠唱針沙沙響，像爸爸回家

把爭吵關(guān)進(jìn)BASS的口袋

舉起剩半杯的關(guān)懷

一家人先別崩壞

跟著底鼓搖起來

愛就在這不完美的節(jié)拍