Blame from Wounds by Saint Hades & van ill

I can’t change who I am would if I could
Hate that I choose jealous when the shove come to push
Hate that I choose anger over sadness when I shouldn’t
Look me in the eyes and say what you did you couldn’t
I judge people like I run the central bookin
Someone that needed me I used to be lookin
Then when I took it dat shit fucked my whole shit up
I could barely get up, I couldn’t even take blame
I could not take shame, it’s so easy place blame all on another person
It’s so easy to blame them for all your hurtin
I’m sorry that I said I’d always be there when I wouldn’t
I might fuck around and mail elina her ring back
Fist well up from good memories it bring back
Fist well up from bad memories it bring back
Every time I try to make shit better it’s a dead end
The ones I hate the most still love my best friend
Maybe that nigga hates me the same as them
Dat shit make me scared to even try to talk to him
Maybe chances slim, maybe chances great
Maybe this is fate maybe this is what it take
No matter how many times I try to forgive
Or forget, I cannot let blood let
Still remember blood shed
Still remember same team
I could never forget summer 2018
Back when I was nineteen
And it still felt like love even with the fighting
Lotta blood lost a lot still there
Swear I don’t but I know that I still care

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• alternative rap
• indie rap
• Detroit