Damaged Goods - Chris Rivers

Who’s that right there?

It’s the greatest in the universe standin' right here

Don’t you miss it

Are you the love of my life or just a fuck for the night?

'Cause my body can’t tell the difference, uh

I got all these things I wanna do with you

And I just can’t pick a position

I see your battle ships and defenses

But don’t you feel defenseless inside

Well don’t let love cloud your eyes

While you’re caught up on all these guys

It’s ill advised and falling’s only good if you fly

'Cause love’s here it’s just in the skies, or in disguise

I keep the porn page minimized

I got a court case in them thighs

Just give me life

I know it’s all fate in your eyes, but to me I’m just killin' time

Can’t you see

What you’re doing

What you do to me?

I’m not the human that I used to be

I’m damaged goods and that sounds good to me

I’m damaged goods, I damaged goods

Hey

Where did my mind go and the time go and how can I align those?

Niggas act like I’m calm 'til combos

I could hold the world in my palm like the white folk

Or Bible, if I gathered lessons applied those and supplied hope

When my eyes closed, I envision vivid pictures

It consists of, this existence

Where I’m livin', not existin', where I’m not in mental prisons

Built by never really giving in and coping with the witnessin'

Of momma getting hit again

That shit leaves you powerless, beaten down into cowardice

Even though it made super you, you empowered it

Proud of it, picked the thorn on the rose when you flowered it

Childish, I never got to be what a child is, uh yeah

Feelin' the pressure I need a break, uh

Dub that whenever there’s money I need make

I want that, killin' myself just to be this great

I love that, why’s it more easy to feel the hate?

Can’t you see

What you’re doing

What you do to me?

I’m not the human that I used to be

I’m damaged goods and that’s sounds good to me

I’m damaged goods, I’m damaged goods

Right, uh

I’m feeling classically trained

Never been two-face, ain’t maskin' my pain

I’m just a shithead with ass on my brain

If you was askin' these hoes

But I’m a king if you was asking my main

I’m just a dog if we just paddle the same

My future all gold it’s been foretold me and the Lord knows

There’s plenty Toto, a penny’s thought sold

And semi-autos to any foe though

See dreams and I want all those

Stay ahead of anybody gettin' plenty torso

That’s my POV like porno, I keep it deep, DiGiorno

It’s way deeper than the green, any moment we can all go

See the cops killin' us, got the stocks killin' us

Look at all my people like when will we stop killin' us?

He said «It's sad, I gotta fuckin' blast these triggers

Either be a garbage man or flip the bag for figures»

See momma had a little man, wished his dad was bigger

And since he left it’s only right that I had to switch up

Can’t you see

What you’re doing

What you do to me?

I’m not the human that I used to be

I’m damaged goods and that’s sounds good to me

I’m damaged goods, I’m damaged goods