SECRETS

You got this love for secret sinning That's becoming exposed It's not da ones you see that get ya It's the ones that you don't Enemy of my enemy Just a brother of war The lesson be Study ya foes... No matter How ugly they form Yo whether It's someone you know Someone you don't Someone you pretend to be Or somebody's ghost Your reflection in da mirror Or da tongue in yo throat Cuz the tension that you feeling Is a crutch of yo own. whoa Shit it comes n' it goes Like da monsters living up under da porch Whatchu gon do when da devil come to yo door And tell you how heaven won't comfort ya soul As above so below Put everything over ya head under a scope There's silver lining under da light but nothing is gold Cuz even in da silence, you feel fucking alone Don't trust nothing you see Question everything Don't believe what yu been told No nothing at all... You got this love for secret sinning That's becoming exposed It's not da ones you see that get ya It's the ones that you don't