Byron Henderson - RAGE (Coup De Grace) lyrics

[Intro: Byron] It's been extremely difficult without Marina, man. Obviously, there's a war going on outside, but at the same time there's a war going on inside my head. I constantly walk up to the knife drawer in my kitchen, and just look. The question that pops up, is whether I've done enough to do it now? Quite frankly, I probably haven't but I've come to grips with this. I've gotten to the point where I'm trying to decide which knife I'm going to do it with; or if I'd rather do it like she did. I'm not fit to be here; a lot of us aren't. We don't really have time for all of this chaos that people want to go down. Basically they want us eradicated, and it's all for profit. Most of these so called political commentators are clueless. They're put there to divide us and make us hate each other. Think about this, Tomi Lahren is four years older than me. Why is she on this big of a platform speaking on politics? The Caucasians that are against us and stand with these visibly guilty cops have never had a run in with them. So their opinions really shouldn't matter How can they form said opinions on an issue they've never dealt with? It's like hese people love black culture, but they hate black people; it's been that way forever. But not every Caucasian person lives by that, and some of my people need to understand that. But those Caucasians also need to realize how difficult it is being anything but Caucasian. And also how difficult it is to distinguish the people that are on our side, from the ones that have been brainwashed. Billionaires hide in the shadows and fund everything, and most of us have no clue Banks, businesses, the Government, whatever. But see, I have a promise to fulfill, and that comes before almost anything and anyone. I'm not upset with her at all, because I'm with her. If anything, I'm glad she isn't here to see what's happening. But I know she's proud, and most importantly, she's safe [Verse: Byron] I'm losing my sanity over you Everyone is k**ing each other, but it's manageable Paint a picture vivid as people living amicable, but nah, that ain't the motion The country's literally on the verge of implosion With Aaliyah trying to heal myself You know I was never one to feel myself Getting fan mail every single week as I was looking at your picture as a reason not to k** myself But I'm still myself Yet it feels like help ain't coming in a world where a dream without wealth ain't nothing Let the body count rise in the city, because pride is a female dog worth ducking My god, what a pity If Paris got prayers, while people die everywhere, y'all are straight bugging They report a black man k**ing other blacks, and it's like F Ghana though it stays flooding Never mind Palestine, nah, we don't say nothing Look at Ruba with sympathy she probably ain't need Every time I see a cop, I'm hearing I can't breathe Should I just be upset or glad that it ain't me? I ain't fronting, but allow me to be honest with y'all Why is it all about race, even way before the time I was born? Nearly everybody had slaves at one point, so I ask, what's the problem with y'all? I made a promise I ain't trying to break, my best friend never met my parents Vice versa, that's my mistake and I'm hurt because my escape, she took it But I'm stuck, because now I think I'm being selfish A dream that relied on faith My people need me, but I can't not die today All I can say, is how the F can I convey that I ain't perfect Hard to believe I'm awake in such a nightmare Fear is irrational Better be on your P's & Q's, we're compatible with d**h And everybody's soul is detachable Stayed close instead of trying like you Terrified of an L that was final like you Self harmed and thought of suicide like you Until we both died, but were revived, I swear I was just like you Funny how life can recycle a cycle...