No Friendly Fire (N.F.F) Lyrics

Its bout 3 o'clock in the morning, the lock turns

Pain fear and anger boiling over her heart burns

Another round and it's too late to throw in the towel

Tonight it's goin down she'll risk it all protecting her child, he's home and on the prowl

Silent thoughts about the man who she had loved, the way this wicked world done just Contorted his spirit

You don't wanna get near it, hiding children all fear it

She pleas for mercy cries for help but he just don't wanna hear it

Slammed doors broken glass and a foot in the ass

A broken home's what he left behind, a volatile path

It's a vicious cycle, its almost bound to continue

Thats when you ask yourself if were me just what would I do

Take a moment, think on it, we'll be back in a second

Time's up what's the answer could you handle it better

Single mom raising two baby boys she got her weight up, that dirt you did gone come to An end you gotta pay up

You gotta pay up

Oh no, trauma's got you losing ya marbles

Baby boy it ain't no shame in those tears

You fighting evils from the spirit realm, you lose it then we all damned aww man keep Your focus stick to the plan

So composed under pressure moon walking over quick sand

Daddy wasn't home, stepped up boy now you the man

Learn the ways, make the plays grow everyday

Keep it focused on the bigger picture, grow every day

Role model or not, you learn to keep it on lock

Got some people counting on you boy you're all that they've got

Gotta take ya best shot, learn to keep it on lock

Don't let these demons bend your spirit into something it's not for real

What if I told you that I spit from my soul, a story untold

Closed off, heart been on froze, mind on auto

No friendly Fire that's been the motto and I'm on go, self inflicted, the verdict pain Aficionado

Say you love me but you don't see the dream, I'll elaborate

It's much bigger than what's on the screen

Don't try and validate, your hate and patronizing cause you ain't from my world

Suffocating dreams of baby boys and our girls

I compel in a cappella when I cut out the beat, realest out and I ain't ever claim to be From the street

First glance at my hoodie and the top of my head, skip the verdict and the jury, pump Him up with some lead

Role model or not, I gotta keep it on lock

Got some people counting on me and I'm all that they've got

Gotta take my best shot, learn to keep it on lock

Can't let these demons bend my spirit into something it's not for real