Love Can Be Dangerous

Bang! There goes a hit,

Pow! there goes another one.

And I don't mean glocks or shots coming out your gun.

I'm talking bout straight punches 

bruises, and blood.

I call it violence and you call it "love".

Lay your fingers on my face, to caress?

Nah, instead a cushion for you to release your stress. 

I ain't a punching bag, 

what made you think such a thing?

Walkin' around with bruises, got my face in a sting.

I'm tired of this shit, bleeding internally from such emotional damage.

You're such a fuckin' savage, damaging my insides.

Can't you see? I'm sick from all the blood cries. 

Disfiguring my body, even murdered our own baby.

No matter how hard I pleaded

Nobody would save me.

Don't you see, this ain't love, it was pleasure and games.

All the time we had couldn't measure the pain.

As if a 5 year sentence wasn't enough.

Now I hear you got your baby moms in a situation, that's tough.

I ain't hatin', I just feel bad for the two.

Good thing is I thank God I didn't end up with you.

...Melodics...