Текст песни I'm Thinking of Ending Things - Vinnie Paz

Don′t you ever dare do that again
Save that kind of nonsense for your friends
I've got better things to do (do, do, do)
Don′t you ever dare do that again
Save that kind of nonsense for your friends
I've got better things to do (do, do, do)

Yeah
You have never planned to tell me, did you?
You're not just gonna take it upon yourself but is that the issue
You′re loud-mouthed homegirl, standing in my issue
Don′t even bother with him baby girl, just keep it simple

You ain't think I see it in your eyes now, did you?
You wasn′t acting like yourself, I knew that something hit you (what the fuck is going on)
We was walking home and I was liable to hit you
I never saw you like this 'cept for mine, so it′s official

We drunk, it was mad cold, freezing out, I remember
That kind of cold only exists in a Philly December
I was holding onto your hand and I could feel the tremble
Tears flowing from your face and I could hear you tremble

You ain't have to say nothing, I knew the time
A law gave you a blessing, and that′s the true design
It's in my nature, told my 'tup towns to stay quiet
I held your hand a little tighter and I stay solid

Don′t you ever dare do that again
Save that kind of nonsense for your friends
I′ve got better things to do (do, do, do)
Don't you ever dare do that again
Save that kind of nonsense for your friends
I′ve got better things to do (do, do, do)

You could hear a pin drop in an elevator
And who am I to try and segregate her?
You even gon' tell me or you not?
And me applying pressure ain′t gonna help this shit to stop

Laying in her bed, crying over my shoulder
When you don't have the words, the only thing to do is hold her
It was working on me, like Capone
But she was keeping quiet, tryna let it smolder

Why do you assault me, thinkin′ I don't know
You think that nature don't exist and you won′t show (it′s never gon' happen)
It ain′t gonna be winning with no snow
You wanna take the life of a child so it won't grow (why would you do that?)

I ain′t had no say, I ain't had no power
But I still try to convince you to the final hour
So if it′s gonna be the end then it's the end
Sell your stock, fitted long, never spoke to him again

Don't you ever dare do that again
Save that kind of nonsense for your friends
I′ve got better things to do (do, do, do)
Don′t you ever dare do that again
Save that kind of nonsense for your friends
I've got better things to do (do, do, do)

And I′m sorry for the likes you