Look
I used to wish I had a genie, f*ck a wish list
Them broken Christmas's taught me the liq the only way to fix this
I double cup and pour it up until that pain gone
And I been running through the storm, I never seen a rainbow
This hindsight, writing my pain to get my mind right
A ghetto lullaby, I went to sleep hearing my moma cry
Boy I seen pain and disappointment in my mama eyes
Can't get right, ain't been the same since my lil ponta died
I Ain't ashamed of packing bags and taking field trips
The kind where steel click, from opposition tryna drill shit
I went from tag, and roller blading with my brother Matt
To laying roses on his lap, how do I heal from that
Clocking in the shift feeling like shit cause I ain't rest a bit
I'm all in and if you ain't you shouldn't mess with this
The odds been stacked against me, now I'm addressing it
I played the hand that they dealt me and made the best of it
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
Look
I used to wish I had a genie, f*ck a wish list
My gift for Christmas was seeing my mama in them open visits
I had a potna who was quick to say he from the trenches
Even though that gated home was where his family lived in
This hindsight, writing my pain to get my mind right
Cuz I was 16 escorting a 9 like it was f*cking prom night
I want the bag, y'all keep the credit and the f*cking limelight
Lost all I had when I got back and found out Chris and Don died
I ain't ashamed of pouring cups just to forget that
All i need is 3 wishes I'll have em send me where they tallies did that
I went from thinking bout the past and all the times we had
To seeing that baby mourn her dad, I'm not ok with that
Clocking in the shift feeling like shit cause I ain't rest at all
The reaper called, told me drop a body when he let me off
I pray whenever they take me they take me standing tall
Bout the dogs I'll risk it all, best you don't get involved
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
Maniiac - Soldiers Cry Lyrics
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Look
I used to wish I had a genie, f*ck a wish list
Them broken Christmas's taught me the liq the only way to fix this
I double cup and pour it up until that pain gone
And I been running through the storm, I never seen a rainbow
This hindsight, writing my pain to get my mind right
A ghetto lullaby, I went to sleep hearing my moma cry
Boy I seen pain and disappointment in my mama eyes
Can't get right, ain't been the same since my lil ponta died
I Ain't ashamed of packing bags and taking field trips
The kind where steel click, from opposition tryna drill shit
I went from tag, and roller blading with my brother Matt
To laying roses on his lap, how do I heal from that
Clocking in the shift feeling like shit cause I ain't rest a bit
I'm all in and if you ain't you shouldn't mess with this
The odds been stacked against me, now I'm addressing it
I played the hand that they dealt me and made the best of it
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
Look
I used to wish I had a genie, f*ck a wish list
My gift for Christmas was seeing my mama in them open visits
I had a potna who was quick to say he from the trenches
Even though that gated home was where his family lived in
This hindsight, writing my pain to get my mind right
Cuz I was 16 escorting a 9 like it was f*cking prom night
I want the bag, y'all keep the credit and the f*cking limelight
Lost all I had when I got back and found out Chris and Don died
I ain't ashamed of pouring cups just to forget that
All i need is 3 wishes I'll have em send me where they tallies did that
I went from thinking bout the past and all the times we had
To seeing that baby mourn her dad, I'm not ok with that
Clocking in the shift feeling like shit cause I ain't rest at all
The reaper called, told me drop a body when he let me off
I pray whenever they take me they take me standing tall
Bout the dogs I'll risk it all, best you don't get involved
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
I used to wish I had a genie, f*ck a wish list
Them broken Christmas's taught me the liq the only way to fix this
I double cup and pour it up until that pain gone
And I been running through the storm, I never seen a rainbow
This hindsight, writing my pain to get my mind right
A ghetto lullaby, I went to sleep hearing my moma cry
Boy I seen pain and disappointment in my mama eyes
Can't get right, ain't been the same since my lil ponta died
I Ain't ashamed of packing bags and taking field trips
The kind where steel click, from opposition tryna drill shit
I went from tag, and roller blading with my brother Matt
To laying roses on his lap, how do I heal from that
Clocking in the shift feeling like shit cause I ain't rest a bit
I'm all in and if you ain't you shouldn't mess with this
The odds been stacked against me, now I'm addressing it
I played the hand that they dealt me and made the best of it
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
Look
I used to wish I had a genie, f*ck a wish list
My gift for Christmas was seeing my mama in them open visits
I had a potna who was quick to say he from the trenches
Even though that gated home was where his family lived in
This hindsight, writing my pain to get my mind right
Cuz I was 16 escorting a 9 like it was f*cking prom night
I want the bag, y'all keep the credit and the f*cking limelight
Lost all I had when I got back and found out Chris and Don died
I ain't ashamed of pouring cups just to forget that
All i need is 3 wishes I'll have em send me where they tallies did that
I went from thinking bout the past and all the times we had
To seeing that baby mourn her dad, I'm not ok with that
Clocking in the shift feeling like shit cause I ain't rest at all
The reaper called, told me drop a body when he let me off
I pray whenever they take me they take me standing tall
Bout the dogs I'll risk it all, best you don't get involved
In Due time, I pray that God will heal my broken mind
All jokes aside I heard they listen when a soldier cry
They say that time heal them scars how bout the open kind
Just take my heart if you need it, I still got hope in mine
Writer: MyQuez Todd
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