Loss
by Biohazard
From the album: Urban Discipline
Track 9 of 18 on Urban Discipline (1992).
Duration: 5:19
Lyrics for Loss
Not even for a second when he wake up did he ask if today was gonna be his last an average day in the middle of a life terminated by a sharp knife killing, spilling the liquid blood as his boyz found him lying face down in the mud you might say this song is in poor taste but i must discuss the waste Of lives of friends that i have lost who pays the price, who pays the cost can't cry, just anger till the end it burns inside to lose a friend Walking thin lines, anything to cop a dime labelled habitual, a loser three times just fucking' around, knuckles bloody to the bone whatever, the future's unknown unless you believe in predestination of fate the letter read termination it was fucked up i couldn't make out his face through the blod, what a fucking waste My friend was there until the end (my friend) can never be replaced the pain that i taste (it's over) what a fucking waste Cold blooded murder, suicide, another body laid to rest untimely demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test is there a god, sometimes i just can't believe my friend who is dead was shot and then robbed something quite hard to conceive people dying everyday there's got to be a better way the losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end the losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay It's not for me that i grieve, but for the families left berieved i question whether life is fair, i wonder if i even care we think we know what life is worth until they lower us beneath the earth mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone i shavel dirt
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