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of sorrow like Sade?
Why does grief follow my way?
Will I see a brighter tomorrow?
I'll say
Will they see us fight and quarrel no way
We're too much 

Never

To find out the hard way consequences from our actions
Lord, we share
So, they share my grief
I guess that's why it's hard to share my belief
But, oh Lord,

obscene
Seething underneath the surface
Certain he'd succeed
But my circumstances had me caught
Eternally in grief
Longing to believe
That things ain't

Mother 
Drank a pint of beer my grief and tears to smother 
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born 
Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts

grief and eat it murder and death in my achievements with spirits on my side beaming the dead got the key to living

Ancestors ancestors mixed with slave

They didn't wanna believe in me, yeah
They ain't see what I seen in me, yeah Life too real, no make-believe
I be tryin' to vent, I'm full of grief They

You Gave Me a Mountain

Po' Boys

The Casual Country Feeling

1971

of the heartaches
Tired of the grief and the strife,
So tired of working for nothing
Just tired of being my wife
She took my one ray of sunshine
She took my

your
Shovel dirt head of thorns
Tell him take the bull right by the horns
Yet his grief it still returns
Or in other words
Ruling aristocracy
May burn

the sea
Best believe you are free
From the grief from the hell
Hmm happy yourself
You got to lift up ya' eyes yea
You got to biggup ya' life yea
Ego be ego

of your grief
I'm an Actor come direct me
I'ma let you be the Chief
I'm high so high
Baby I'm so high on you
Watch me fly high
Flying higher just for you

ain't what it seem
Lost homies that I grew up with still I'm filled with grief
Heard bout steppa heard bout zeem and it was hard for me to breathe
But I

riddance
But my grief so unseen
In this sinners paradise
Nothing left for me to lose
So I'm prepared to die
All these graves that I've dug
Yeah I'm preparing

comme des on my feet
I mix the Bombay with the tree
See these eyes seen a lot of things
Heart felt a lot of grief 
I feel alive when I'm in these streets

life
I think about the days i almost took my life
I think about the needs way money no fit buy
I think about the grief i'm holding in my mind
I think

Grief inside the papers, All my problems in the vapors 
Niggas thinkin cribs
I'm fantasizing "bout" some acres 
Her skin high yellow, weed purple

hidden?
The grief of belief you can say good riddance
Ladder too steep to reap ambition
I don't pay my dues yet my blues reek pittance
And I'm breathing

a lot to lose
To all of this grief, death you best move!
Why!?

[Chorus]
Oh, why do our loved ones have to die?
Why are they taken from our side?
Does

the angle stepped aside
He moved along
For the Comforter approached the throne
And there He interceded for a mother's strength from grief had been depleted

But the college was a callin’, the temperatures were fallin’
His family was crawlin’ in the grief
Davy died on a freeway in Tennessee 

Old black man

don't last
I've got my meat to beat
You've got me gripping my seat
Eating my grief
Can't seem to rise
Because I'll crease my feet
I'm throbbing down from

mum when I was a teen
Still went to school got on the bus with cup of lean
I would run and try to numb all the trauma and all the grief
But without luck

a fuck
I sacrificed, put everything on the line
So don't chastise with everything'll be fine
Go ahead with lying, I'm done believing
Chew up your grief

and mentioning me?
Ain't letting you see
My phone, don't care if you pressing me
And now you stressing and you swearing you'll leave
You're staring at me in grief

toxic relief
All that makeup on her face, it still can't hide all the grief
She's trying to balance who she is and who they want her to be
But a picture's