Besedila:
Mattafix Signs Of A Struggle

was sin That was only a story to explain the state we're in You got a life that's not your own You need to take care of your home Got a calling, get

Oh yeah In so many ways I?m not a fighter I?m a lover This aint the old days I?m a 21st century brotha And if you don?t know Who I am You will never

She said no words when I chose to stand away In the background of my mind When the sun rose I chose the shade Never wanted never needed All the priceless

have no base, And right now Babylon de pon me case. People in a show, All lined in a row. We just push on by, Its funny, How hard we try. Take a moment

for the hurt. Sorry that the destiny seems to be the ever clear and present danger. Headlines that fail to trace. Land mines in a dossier. Young, naive

yonder, a young man stern with the hunger, who never puts asunder, the late night thoughts and the wonder. Writing is a lightening speech is a thunder. Kid, I'm misinterpreted like a

Oh yeah In so many ways I?m not a fighter I?m a lover This aint the old days I?m a 21st century brotha And if you don?t know Who I am You will

see when dem wha come fight yo down fi di wrong ting And nah protect dem end? A sign of struggle you know, a sign of struggle hol on. (Thanks to Paola

I had a thought of you, in solitude without rescue. Your thoughts are in the puring rain, and you feel the way you did before I met you. Now I see the