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von The Regiment

Broken Home Songtext

Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
You make it hard to love, make it so hard to love
Why? Could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
You make it hard to love, make it so hard to love

He said I′m Big Willie, Grand Pimp style
Five kids, four baby mothers, two by the same chick
Had my oldest and my youngest, a baller

Living at mom's crib, copped the Range with the tech


I get the rims next week, cause see I got priorities in order
I never graduated, ain′t trying to
I only aspire to the keys that the women want me to ascribe to
Tell me, what I need with retirement or a pension fam?
They think the measure of a man is a luxury sedan, stop it
Why buy a ring when all I gotta do is take them shopping?
Settle down in commitment? Nah, that ain't an option
A little chauvinist but I can still manage
Cause my gift of gab with the game is like an ESPN analyst
Yep, independent woman anarchist

Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
You make it hard to love, make it so hard to love
Why? Could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
You make it hard to love, make it so hard to love

Broken promises and tears and labor wasn't part of the plan
Try to understand why the father wasn′t there to hold her hand
And he ran like a father did, a rolling stone dipped out on the kid
Before we got to see him in his crib
Change his diaper, spit up on his bib
Thinking what′s next, running from neglect
Staring at his son with regret, feeling he a set back
More a problem, don't want to be bothered
Frustrated, he got the same eyes as his father


Now she learning from a girl how to bag a baller
A payday scholar searching for a dollar in a man′s pocket
Use her body for profit, can't afford to stop it
No love, save the drama
Left the kid at her granny′s so long he call her mama

He confused with all this bad news and
Why she gotta choose red bottom shoes over his time?
I guess little man's out of sight, out of mind
But more in the case, I think blind

Make it hard to love you, make it hard to love you, yeah

Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
You make it hard to love, make it so hard to love
Why? Could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
Why? So could you tell me?
You make it hard to love, make it so hard to love

So how do I make the pain stop?
Yeah, that′s a billion dollar question
Deception is thinking I'd escape from
The feeling while standing at your wake
Now it's late for apology

Honestly, all I wanted was you to acknowledge me

Part of me is thankful, at least I got to know you from a distance
The other side′s pissed cause the kids that didn′t know they dads
Had a chance to feel anger for a stranger
It's disgusting how you tease me with strange relationships
Long enough to feel hatred, love and indifference
Then a sense of being lonely
That not only corrupted my youth but took my innocence
So how dare you make me live knowing we could′ve kicked it more?
But as my age matures, it seems so did your disinterest
Not safe to say that the gifts were a nice prop

But your time would've sufficed, opp

You make it hard to love, make it so hard to love
You make it hard to love, make it so hard to love

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