Texty:
Refused Soft

the chords to much bullshit inflicted, to many stories told I'm fed up with lies, I'm just so fed up, no more I'm not going soft like you to much

here - I'm still hard I'm still here - but you've gone soft You've gone soft, you've gone soft You've gone soft, you've gone soft The EDGE hasn't gone

put yayo in the hot plate Drain and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight I said hard work, that's soft work even with wet work Built-in clientele

town of Tahrarrie, he took me out dancing Then we took a walk by the sea We laughed and we talked and we did some romancing Love came like a soft gentle

up mothafuckas This is Mack one o, to all these niggas On the radio simpin' to these hoes What happened to the thugs, drugs and G hits Talkin' all the soft

crib And I want everything not just some of the shit Got niggas comin home at night like you son of a bitch Nigga done tooked me off you shook an soft

it You find a dude in town, you send him a short message Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't know my way around But I got some soft white that's sure

of perfect reasons To never fight another war There are a lot of perfect questions As to what?s worth fighting for There are a lot of perfect fools Who refuse

it in Braille Come randomly pouring out In a wave of black ice And night time and then In a fast moving storm With singalong thunderclouds The soft