United In Grief 作词 : Craig Balmoris 作曲 : Craig Balmoris I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime (Tell them, tell ‘em, tell them the truth) I hope you find some paradise (Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em—tell them your—) I’ve been goin’ through somethin’ 1,855 days I’ve been goin’ through somethin’ Be afraid What is a bitch in a miniskirt? A man in his feelings with bitter nerve What is a woman that really hurt? A demon, you're better off killing her What is a relative making repetitive narratives on how you did it first? That is a predator hit reverse All of your presidents evil thirst What is a neighborhood rectable? That is a snitch on a pedestal What is a house with a better view? A family broken invariables What is a rapper with jewelry? A way that I show my maturity What if I call on security? That mean I'm calling on God for purity I went and got me a therapist I can debate on my theories and sharing it (Woah) Consolidate all my comparisons Humble enough because time is imperative (Woah) Starting to feel like there's only one answer to everything, I don't know where it is (Woah) Popping a bottle of Claritin (Woah) Is it my hate or my arrogance? (Woah) Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing? I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex Indulging myself and my life and my music, the world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac The world that we in is just menacing The demons portrayed as religion is I wake in the morning, another appointment, I hope the psychologist listenin' The new Mercedes with black G Wagon The way you front, man, it was all for rap I was 28 years young, 20 mill’ in tax Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice 500 in jewelry, chain was magic Never had it in public, late reaction 50K to cousins, post a caption Pray none of my enemies hold me captive I grieve different I grieve different (Huh) I met her on the third night of Chicago North America tour, my enclave Fee-fi-fo-fum—she was a model Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible Eyes like green penetratin' the moonlight Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me Phone 'bout to ring, but tell the world I'm busy Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough Sympathize when her daddy in a chain gang Her first brother got killed, he was 21 I was nine when they put the mud in the grave Heart broken when I (?) and say goodbye Chad left his body after we facetimed Green eyes said you'd be okay, first to assess the pain away I grieve different I grieve different (Huh) The new Mercedes with black G Wagon The way you front, man, it was all for rap I was 28 years young, 20 mill’ in tax Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice 500 in jewelry, chain was magic Never had it in public, late reaction 50K to cousins, post a caption Pray none of my enemies hold me captive So what, paralyzed, the county buildin' controlled us I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in I watched Keem buy four cars in four months You know the family dynamics on repeat The insecurities locked down on PC I bought a 2-2-3, nobody peace treat You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT Dave bought him a Porsche, so I bought a Porsche Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions Poverty was the case—but the money wipin' the tears away I grieve different (Everybody grieves different) (Everybody grives different) I grieve different (Huh)