CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Til the War Is Won
You know I love you different, my queen, my mother, sister
Protect you with my life, let's deconstruct the myth-uh
You just depressed a bit, and only good for sexin' with you
Let's dismantle that, it's a man you lack
You don't need us, you could handle that
Let's see where the black family at
We need each other, with bad tempers, we defeat each other
Single mothers, my heart's bleeding for you
These coward men, that were beating on you (Never me)
Let's silence them, with a silencer
For the violence of relationships
Hold your head up, don't take that sh*t, run away from it
I shoulda ran away myself, the amount of pain I was dealt
And I'm a man, my job is to help
Single parent home, came up, now the man is grown
Mom's gone, pop's here, wish God reversed the roles
(Sometimes) If I could've chose, subsidized housin'
Sometimes witnessin' the most foulest things would arouse us
We became numb like pure 'caine on the tongue
To the pains from economical strains
Diabolical games put on our future kings
And our future queens, y'all the strongest ones (Yeah)
May God give strength to women who lost their sons
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Ooh woah, oh-oh)
We're nothing without our women
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Yeah)
(Ooh woah, oh-oh)
I give all I have
Protect you with my life, let's deconstruct the myth-uh
You just depressed a bit, and only good for sexin' with you
Let's dismantle that, it's a man you lack
You don't need us, you could handle that
Let's see where the black family at
We need each other, with bad tempers, we defeat each other
Single mothers, my heart's bleeding for you
These coward men, that were beating on you (Never me)
Let's silence them, with a silencer
For the violence of relationships
Hold your head up, don't take that sh*t, run away from it
I shoulda ran away myself, the amount of pain I was dealt
And I'm a man, my job is to help
Single parent home, came up, now the man is grown
Mom's gone, pop's here, wish God reversed the roles
(Sometimes) If I could've chose, subsidized housin'
Sometimes witnessin' the most foulest things would arouse us
We became numb like pure 'caine on the tongue
To the pains from economical strains
Diabolical games put on our future kings
And our future queens, y'all the strongest ones (Yeah)
May God give strength to women who lost their sons
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Ooh woah, oh-oh)
We're nothing without our women
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Yeah)
(Ooh woah, oh-oh)
I give all I have
