The bitter taste of fear has numbed her pallet and
Dried out her tongue like a forgotten carpet left out in the sun
Lawd – she crossed oceans to get her life
Umph – she aint even gonna go there
Cause fear will tag up with doubt and anger
And dem three gon woo a stroke
Now gurlfriend is too fly for facial paralysis
Hardliner shivers – as that barely-outta-winter-March-Breeze
Guts her bones – bringing her tear ducts to overflow
She looks up to heavy grey skies – that pimp pisstossity
Yow Spring – bitch you better wake the hell up
Cause a sista needs some hope right now
Since faith bolted like a runaway slave
She gon come out and say – she is scared – like a little gurl – scared

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