[Verse 1: Angel Haze]
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I'm staring' at the view from the height of my past pain;
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Ironic, I'm trying come in first if it's the last thing
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They trying throw me off, but I won't let 'em pass me
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They kill me with the hating, but I ain't in the casket
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I gotta stay on top, gotta fucking overcome shit
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I had to learn to beat it like I just got a drum kit
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Now my motto 'keep faith, stay strong
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Be prosperous
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Stay positive and fuck anyone that say opposite'
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'Cause everybody don't wanna see you win
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In the end, your biggest enemies may be your friend
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Keep losing my balance;
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That's the prize of a winner
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So, I'm trying find God in the eyes of a sinner
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'Cause me, I'm like the victim through the eyes of a killer;
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Gun's aimed at her worth and the pride that's within her
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I'm the uprise in the lives of the demise and devastation
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The little piece of heaven left in satan, forreal
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[Hook: Angel Haze]
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So what if it hurts?
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The struggle is first
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To live is to die, we all suffer the curse
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And love is the cure until we're suffering worse
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Pleasure is pain; the suffering's first
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[Verse 2: Angel Haze]
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Pushed 'em out of my life, my friends say that I changed
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But, how the fuck you make a difference and still stay the same?
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They don't carry the weight; they can't handle the pressure
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So they can see me evolve, but they can't capture my essence
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My life is insane, and I don't get enough credit
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But the picture ain't realistic like a Photoshop edit
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How could you even be mad that I would wanna enhance that?
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Just to have the option, like I hit the 'advanced' tab
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So, fuck 'em all;
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They'd rather see me fail
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I hit the mainstream and my ship gon' sail
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And niggas gon' hate, and some gon' applaud me
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But I remain a problem that nobody's resolving
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I got this ache in my soul and it's distant now
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'Cause I'm hotter than the flames on a Piston now
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I keep losing my balance, that's what trips me out
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I keep my emotions inside 'til I'm flipping out
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But I won't trip
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I stand tall
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Just keep my head
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And hold on
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I said, I won't trip
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I stand tall
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Just keep my head
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And hold on
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[Hook: Angel Haze]
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So what if it hurts?
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The struggle is first
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To live is to die, we all suffer the curse
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And love is the cure until we're suffering worse
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Pleasure is pain; the suffering's first
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[Verse 3: Angel Haze]
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Sometimes I feel like I'm bound to be a sell-out
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So I spit fire to try to let this hell out
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To try to let myself out
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This cage I trapped myself in
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But I won't let myself in
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I feel like if I lose sight of me, I won't let myself win
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And I won't let myself end, I be damned if I do
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I enjoy being myself; I be damned if I'm you
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See, I give 'em what they need and that's that real shit
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And I do it with my heart so they can feel this
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That's why the words in my songs reach broken bones
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Make 'em strong, show 'em they got more to focus on
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And music is the only thing I put my hope in
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Use words to capture my mute emotions
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I'm like an umbrella top, how I'm hit with the rain
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But I walk when it hurts like a ligament's sprain
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And my thoughts like a frame to the picture I paint;
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I get high off the green like the top of terrain
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They can't extinguish the flame from my mouth when I speak
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I got beauty and peace, like a tropical beach
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And I got me some dreams that I won't stop 'til I reach
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And Dr. King's speech in the mouth of a freak
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[Hook: Angel Haze]
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So what if it hurts?
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The struggle is first
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To live is to die, we all suffer the curse
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And love is the cure until we're suffering worse
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Pleasure is pain; the suffering's first
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Sufferings First
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| Angel Haze |
