Nasty C - Broken Marriages
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- Nasty C
- Broken Marriages
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Broken Marriages
We're some savages
Came up from broken marriages
Inherit the damages
My mom and my dad had a hand in this
Now the woman is chopping my bread
And the woman is cutting my sandwiches
A good woman I had that shit
But I had to be seen with the baddest bitch
Don't know how to let go of my baggage
I don't even know what my baggage is
I ain't happy I'm hazardous
I ain't caring, I'm cancerous
Get your man on my back this is
I got changes to make and let them die
I'm afraid to love
I'm terrified
I got problems I have to identify
We don't even know who we are
Grown in marriages
We had miscarriages
Do we even know who we are
A bunch of savages is who we are
When I close my eyes what do I recall
I see endings but no happy ones at all
I see hugs and kisses turning into brawls
I see wedding pictures taken off the wall
I see rings go from fingers into dressers
I see promises turning into confessions
I see 6 plates turning into 5
I look up and see the saddest man alive
So I try
And I try to put this weight that I've inherited behind
So I could fly
Ready or not, I gotta do it for my child
But if I ever fall short, I guess I'll never wonder why
Cause who am I
We're some savages
Came up from broken marriages
Inherit the damages
My mom and my dad had a hand in this
Now the woman is chopping my bread
And the woman is cutting my sandwiches
A good woman I had that shit
But I had to be seen with the baddest bitch
Don't know how to let go of my baggage
I don't even know what my baggage is
I ain't happy I'm hazardous
I ain't caring, I'm cancerous
Get your man on my back this is
I got changes to make and let them die
I'm afraid to love
I'm terrified
I got problems I have to identify
We don't even know who we are
Grown in marriages
We had miscarriages
Do we even know who we are
A bunch of savages is who we are
We don't even know who we are
Grown in marriages
We had miscarriages
Do we even know who we are
A bunch of savages is who we are
I got good traits from my father
But I got a couple of bad ones too
Unconditional love and uncontrollable anger too
It's like I don't have no clue the damage that my hands could do
I raise a hand when I'm mad at me
Imagine if I get mad at you
Let's say you were in my shoes
In between rage riding abuse
By the man who says he loves you
I bet you wouldn't wanna love too
You wouldn't wanna love either
Meet a good one and leave her
The things he show me can't repeat 'em
Breed them, beat them
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