She signs this letter with her lipstick and seals it with a kiss sincierly my everything She signs this letter with her lipstick and seals it with a
And when you're lost. I'll be your way home tonight. Your hearts will cost. But I will hold on oh so tight. [[Chorus]]: You say, you say. You say, you
and don?t know who the professor is, How low people go for the dough and make a mess of things, Kids are murdering other kids for the fun of it, Instead
foot philosopher Sicking up the monitor Waking up the auditors da dum da dum da dum [Verse 2] And I've seen war and some, Survived the slaughter son, Kids
dusty foot philosopher Sicking up the monitor Waking up the auditors da dum da dum da dum And I?ve seen war and some Survived the slaughter son Kids
why we show hate When theres kids sayin mummy im starving hungry need food in my tummy Mammas crying out loud now cos she don?t got no money See she puts the kids
this life it aint a joke, where im from you get 13 year old boys on the side of the road snorting coke, with no guidence, so many kids dying over unprovocted
they kids one deep In and out of relationships, looking for a man so people pardon creeps But what I see, is just a soul trying to survive The main reason
trying to follow behind I gotta handle my business, by myself cause I'm alone Really nothing to live fo', no more wife no more kids at home Ain't that
diamond ring, it's all about feddy when I rap sing I'm sick of this struggling all damn day never see the sun cause skies stay gray This for the little kids
a miss crop, and vome-vomer, they better recognize Me just uh sit back rolling up me indo I'ma not the guillotine warrior and the ghetto must survive (
**a do to you? (Damn) I knew her since elementary, she blew a kiss to me Wrote me a note in crayon, wantin to get with me We was kids, now she got three kids
first stand proud Ain't looking for hand-outs Twenty-five years up in this bi**h And I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich And leave my kids a grip
, scream violence - demons all around me Can't even bend my knees just a lost cloud; Black Jesus give me a reason to survive, in this earthly hell Cause
tha future And then they wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup
hatched, sparkin the flame inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game No memories, just a misery Paintin a picture of my enemies killin me, in my sleep Will I survive
