Lyrics
Should I be sorry for something
I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother
Should I be sorry for something
I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother
Should I be sorry for something
As I jump from a ledge
There's a light in the tunnel
But the tunnel is hench
I'm seeing judgments of death
I try to summon the strength
Fuck what was said
You cant judge what you get
Im still fucked in the head
A junkie til death
And I aint clutching at the straws
Man, I clutch for the length
Hungry, so yes
I'm here to puzzle your head
Bunnin a tens
Conducting a pen
The corruption depends
On not the struggle we sense
But on the troubled defence
Of what our troubles present
Our government pretends
They don't crumble our ends
I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother in distress
I come with the best
When I flow
I put a shovel to heads
To uncover the rest
I'm a cunt and nothing less
I'm nothing more than a friend, blud
Should I be sorry for something
I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother
Should I be sorry for something
I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother
I'm a cunt and nothing less
I'm nothing more than a friend, blud
a friend and nothing more
Nothing less than a cunt
I took a guess that im dumb
Cos the lessons are tough
Took 10 steps less
Than the 5 I was ahead
Who'd have ever guessed
I'd d be left in the mud
Left in the dust, blud
To die in the pits
See a couple man are gassed
But I'm fine in the bits
And my rhyming is sick
I'm so divine when I spit
On a beat, that I am entwining with it
A titan, when I'm writing, I'm Mike tysons Fist
Got you buzzing off my lines
Not the white that you sniff
In a wrap, in a rap, I've got the nicest shit
Music is my Lover, blud
I'd die for that shit
Do you really buy all the lies TV sold us
I had a Muse when they told us
Cos olders, used to abuse all the youth's on their music
Until one day, I stepped up
And showed them how to do it
Should I be sorry for something
I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother
Should I be sorry for something
I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother
Should I be sorry for something
I ain't sorry for nothing
I was sorry for a lot
And never sorry for some things
I ain't sorry for my past, cos it made me a man
I ain't sorry for my pride, nor the way that I stand
on my own two feet, it's the way that I am
Explain, I'm unchangeable
But capable, fam
I even left school with several A levels, man
Detain the unbreakable
Escaping their grasp
I relate to the man
Whos occasional plans
Is to shake them all away
Leave situations to hang
Got the paper and peng
White ace in a can
Got the paper and pen
Erase it at last
It's debatable
Mistakable at that
Life's not valuable
If available to man
Like my blunt to a friend
So I take my last puff
Then I jump once again
I jump from a ledge
And I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother
I jump once again
I jump from a ledge
And I hate how one could offend one other
While another's in the ends
Tryna help some brother
I jump once again
Should I be sorry for something
Should I be sorry for something
Should I be sorry for something
Gage Clarke
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