Verse 1: Wrekonize & Bernz]
 You said you'd never ever break... down
 But here I am sweeping... pieces off of the ground
 You said you'd never, ever play... to crowds
 But I've seen you hoping to play songs to them now
 I've spent all night long scared of tomorrow, I broke my alarm
 Everything is almost lost, pick it up slow, before it's gone...

[Hook: Wrekonize & Kendall Morgan]
 We're fragile
 (Wish I'd have known)
 I never thought I'd be so fragile
 (You're not alone)
 If it didn't break before, it's about to
 (We've been here before)
 I don't ever want to change
 I'm fragile
 I don't ever want...
 I don't ever...

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
 Some of the people appointed to give an opinion
 Never do get it
 I want you [bad word] on and gobble a jimmy and... die
 N9na be givin the remedy and why?
 Critics are really the enemy and I
 Can't stand the way they slam today's gifted
 Effin' incredible, get fanned away with grands to pay
 This jam will lay scripted
 Deaf and impeccable
 Write a rhyme and I put everything in a flow
 I'm the N9ne I'm a look very mean
 When a foe scribe a line but he has never been at a show
 By the times it'll be better, leave it in the sto.
 Cause they wrote nothin' but lies, quotes stuck in my eyes
 Amateur writer dissin'
 He's a beginner and hopes for your demise, folks I'm a despise
 Never do try to listen
 It's real - I'm mad
 Clueless when you scribble on your pad
 How you gonna criticize now with a chisel on your nads sizzling your ad.
 You don't really get why I'm so [bad word]  Understand this:
 I'm an artist, and I'm sensitive about my [bad word]  yes I'm

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
 Tell me that I'm famous
 Tell me that my name is
 Big as Venus Jupiter and then Uranus
 Tell me that your [bad word] got your head in it
 I can smell the articles and know you're heinous
 Tell me that you love me, always thinkin' of me
 Unconditional, I'm hoping I'm your favourite
 Grab a fishing pole and throw me with the sharks
 That's the feelin' I get when you're concentratin'
 On this pen, on this pad
 Tell me you're willin' to diss on my craft
 Tell me the feelin' of pickin' apart this track
 Stop...
 Puttin' my heart and my soul in these lines
 Tellin' me platinum and gold all the time
 Lookin' to bury, a deep hole for mine
 Drop...
 This is more than you, and this is more than you
 And your entire building slanderin' and abusin'
 What I call the [bad word]  from a student
 Told myself to use a poem as an UZI
 Empty magazine, I seen a magazine
 You seen my trigger finger, then I started shootin'
 That was nicotine, I'm bout to smoke 'em all
 And journalists involved should've known my music [bad word] /www.lyrics.uz/publ/t/tech_n9ne/fragile/862-1-0-31657