CunninLynguists - Tear Tracks | Текст песни

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[Cashmere The Pro]
Miss was a goddess, ebony pocahontas
a demeanor of calmness
sweetness and honest
held by fondness
my eyes embraced
every time she graced my vision
hate my decision to remain platonic
but beyond it, it was more cherie amour
had to endure her safety not ensured
for the evil was active, in her own home held captive
by forces less attractive
she always said she was wild
it took a hard man to contain her
but i never thought that meant to physically restrain her
and ebony was no complainer
her policies made her, accept the atrocities for the apologies
used the makeups to cover up her lover’s cut, but on the inside i knew that it hurt
she used to say he doesn’t mean to, she just knew it would work
refused to convert, even when dude went beserk
i warned her, it progresses from the mush to the push
to the slaps to the punch, to the point when they wrapping you up
she just say, it doesn’t happen that much
excuses for the abuses, long sleeves appears to hide the hot bruises
but he loves me, was her dying appeal
that she repeated to self, our bones just trying to heal
i warned her, don’t excuse his behavior
dude is like gum, sweet at first, but it loses its flavor
but she was obstinate and accepted the consequence
the constant hits and embarrassments that aided her conflict
it’s from his dominance that her fear packs
that makes her produce the saddest melody, so here are the tear trax

[Deacon The Villain]
I can feel, the hurt in this song
the melodies your tears play when things go wrong
the pain that your body sustain for so long
makes me wonder how much longer will this tune play on?
x2

[Cashmere The Pro]
you on your knees praying, lord deliver me
but he’s waiting for you, but you remain while it’s your grace that he’s takin from you
when scolding disses and broken dishes
just hopin this is the last time he throws his fistes
just more broken wishes cuz he’s achin’ inside
cuz the beauty you possess is just too great for his pride
so he makes you abide by his limits, and you take it in stride
and when i come to your defense, you start taking his side
rushing the kids to the room, like they not gonna know
stylin your hair over your face, like it’s not gonna show
you not gonna range yourself the way you stoppin the pain
and i don’t care how much you love him girl, he’s not gonna change
i know this decision is leavin you stuck
but you can find love just as good without someone beatin you up
forget if he apologizes in the right tones, those sorries he’s pitching
don’t make your body the strikezone
what would you rather? To love for being huddled in horror
i know it’s hard being alone, but his knuckles is harder
she just say, you don’t know what it’s like living alone
my world would be so empty without him in the home
i say for a little warmth, you have him splitting your dome
she dropped her head in that the hittings condone
i’ve protected the meek, she accepted defeat
being snatched up in front of friends and disrespecting the streets
those bitches heard through the door, extremely loud was the spouse
and you couldn’t hide anymore after they wired your mouth
you talk about dippin, but still have him around
want to hold your head up, but he just keep smackin it down
your girlfriend offered a place for when you leavin this bind
but you return saying he’s sorry and he mean it this time
ebony, i really hope this don’t end you
but she remains, so the pain and the tear trax continue

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