Daniel Blume - Weakened Will lyrics

[Verse 1] My back got scars from invisible blades Feeling melancholy, listening to Rainy Dayz Lyricists paid and made, emerged from the struggle Drug dealers on the corner, with coke, and marihuana They drinking and smoking at age 12, in my hood Gauge 12s in hands of robbers, comply or you get torn up Decide if you're a goner, or gon' give up your ganja Motherf**ers break in your crib and take what they wanna In amidst of this sh**, women get pregnant Teenage chickens sell d** or sell their bodies if forced to Reality's cold as winter nights on Antartica Warriors foreign, coroners called from payphones when Horror struck, mama knows her daughter's a s*ut But she don't care because the father gave up Laws are corrupted by officers f**ing some foreigners up 1st of May, peaceful people gettin' hauled in the trucks Beaten and battered, scarred for their lives, it is a war On these streets, no matter where you move, Berlin turned a ghetto Kids move in groups, carry batons or knives, the Devil Lurks in every shadow of society, say hello [Hook] It's chilly in the city, sinister laughs A constant battle to forget, not remember the past Sin travels in sevens, blood stained blades Unheeded words by the reverend, the drug game pays The corruption runs deep, in the veins of the street Many people are hypocrites, we may see when they meet With their destiny if they are really made of steel Or if their flesh appears strong, when compared to their will [Verse 2] Puddles of jizz, Hustler flicks, hoes and pimps Rappers who f** and kiss pros is b**h, for the record I'm definitely aware of the sin that awaits the man Who stands for moral standards obsolete to the people You are hedonistic Devil worshippers, pussies drip s**m from whiskers What you call wives are birds others would pick-up Servin ya liquor to coerce ya to participate In certain abysmal orgies, I spit in their faces I was raised different, I attended a music video shoot Where people did d** and b**hes just blew The cameraman, the gaffer, the rapper, the laughter was vulgar I left the scene, thought the sh** was repulsive, couldn't believe How you get in the game, for the p**y and fame While my eyes are on the money, curious who'll remain On top the longest, I'm determined to make it my own way Let my intuition guide me, retire with no more to say Keep the loyal friends around me and a circle of ladies Not the shady hoes, it was a strong woman that raised me When I marry, definitely something close to an angel Make cherub-like babies, seraphims hand me heavenly gate keys [Hook] It's chilly in the city, sinister laughs A constant battle to forget, not remember the past Sin travels in sevens, blood stained blades Unheeded words by the reverend, the drug game pays The corruption runs deep, in the veins of the street Many people are hypocrites, we may see when they meet With their destiny if they are really made of steel Or if their flesh appears strong, when compared to their will