Stay Or Leave

BY STREET CRIES I DONT SEE A WIFE IN MY NEAR FUTURE TO BUSY BUILDING MY KIDS A FUTURE FOCUS EMPIRE STATE OF MIND STREET CRIES THEY SAY YOU ARE A PUNK IF YOU PUT YOUR HAND ON A WOMEN SO WHAT DO YOU CALLED BEING PUNKED BY A WOMEN I DONT WANT EITHER BEING COLD AS A DEEP FREEZER CONFLICT LIKE STEAK AND A MEAT CLEAVER THE WAR WE MAKE ISNT WORTH THE LOVE WE MAKE I REPRESENT THE BLIND AS I WALK BY FAITH ON THE IN CLINE DAY BY DAY STILL I HAVE THIS PAIN THAT WONT GO AWAY IS MY FATE NOT TO SEE YOUR FACE NO MORE US LIGHTING UP THE PLACE HOTEL SUITE WITH EXPENSIVE TASTE I THOUGHT ME AND YOU WOULD RUN THIS RACE INSTEAD ME AND YOU ARGUE AND I FEEL LIKE A DISGRACE THAT DUDE JUST WAITING TO TAKE MY PLACE I DONT HAVE TIME TO FUSS OR DEBATE MY DESTINY IS CALLING ME AT A FAST PACE I MUST ANSWER IT NO MATTER WITH IT TAKES PLUS I RITHER LEAVE THEN SEE TEARS AND GRIEVE KNOWING INSIDE MY HEART IT HURTS NO MATTER IF I STAY OR LEAVE