By Shahriar Imtiaj
Sweats are like tears make
your tees wet,
and the smell of it,
you fall in addiction of throwing
me again again.
## I still make your clothes,
your pride
your feel,
which i have my touch in every
bit,
life is the price i paid for it.
## Born in slavery,
Blood is like high fees
anger is upto my knees.
Blood in your tees
Blood in your tees.