Wounded, I'm Wounded I'm battered and broken and bruised All tore up inside over you Wonderin' why you do me like you do You plowed over me like a tractor You used me up and put me out to pasture I'm left to eat your dust Guess you're thinkin' that we

Roll to every station, murder the DJ If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK Hip hop just died this mornin' And she's dead, she's dead Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind Yeah, niggaz smoke, laugh, party,

My love for you I could never hide When you hear me moaning and groaning, baby, You know it hurts me deep down inside I can't quit you baby So I'm gonna put you down for awhile I said I can't quit you baby I guess I gotta put you down for awhile Said you

'Cause silence isn't golden When I'm holding it inside An I've seen what I have seen Don't damn me when I speak a piece of my mind 'Cause I've been where I have been I put the pen to the paper 'Cause it's all a part of me Be it a song or a casual

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long This that brand new instrumental I heard he put his city on So until that day, just keep that Kells inside your playlist and Lace up, Kells Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to That boy Kells

Focus on me Focus on me (focus) Focus on me (focus on me) Let's find a light inside our universe now Where ain't nobody keep on holding us down Just come and get it let them say what they say 'Cause I'm about to put them all away I know what I came to do

That night I saw through all the magic I barely recognized him at all That night I put my youth in a casket And buried it inside of me Now I'm a witness to the death of a hero I burned all the pictures in the attic And threw away the magazines And now

But I got to put you down a little while You know it hurts way down inside Well, I can't quit you, baby Well, I can't quit you, darlin' Well, you done made me mess up my happy home Made me mistreat my only child Ah, when you hear me moanin' and groanin'

We aim for balance standing on cannonballs We slam on clay and dig deep, and labyrinth trenches around craters we call home Rage, I will put this all back inside of me Ghosts of my past lift me up, carry me through blinding night Ever-flowing white

This is the end of you It's all the rain that's putting me to sleep There's so much more inside us I tried to drown my sorrows Instead they're all drowning me Whispers are their weakness Their weakness Everyday I must practice