Killing Me Softly Outro

Never been to paris but I seen an eyeful
You put them niggas on your back and they the ones who knife you
You try to give her the whole she still tryn' fight you
World on drugs, life of all the parties doing lines like haikus
I got the power in my palms bitch I feel like Ryu
I nauseous from the twists and turns in life's cycles

I'd be lying if I said I ain't wan' run away
Damn near impossible, we still ain't put the guns away
Look how many souls that was left there on All Saints
All these pretty faces they killin' me softly
At times you got me thinkin' that I need ya
Can't nothing top the feeling when I see ya

Love is virtue, can't stand the man who hurt you
Heat of the moment burnt you
Get hype off Instagram but you can't catch a body virtual
You testin' waters, murky waters where the sharks will murk you
You ain't in the field you analyze like Doris Burke do
Most my superheroes dead or they lost themselves when them niggas went commercial
I still want commercials, I want my bands runnin' back like Herschel
Since the sandbox I kept my circle

I used to wan' jump like "23"
Life humbled me, thought I could fly till I fell over hurdles
My chances small as gerbils
Broken hearts, promises, all the above can't trust shit if its verbal
These bitches just might curve you, I still go in like curfew
This world sick and I ain't talking bout the fuckin' bird flu

I'd be lying if I said I ain't wan' run away
Damn near impossible, we still ain't put the guns away
Look how many souls that was left there on All Saints
All these pretty faces they killin' me softly



Credits
Writer(s): Micah Henry
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