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
Copyright © Street Cries | Year Posted 2015
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