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
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
class 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
You know parents are the same No matter time nor place They don't understand that us kids Are going to make some mistakes So to you, all the kids
is running out, We don't have forever, Unless we break down, These walls, stand together, There is no other way There is no other way Only the strong survive
, bring the beats and I'm ( ? ) [ ROUND 1: Hen-Gee ] Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls Standin tall, rappers in my face, they stall Stutter, softer than melted butter There's no other
Where this rapper going with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on O D. O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that resemble them kids
You know parents are the same, no matter time nor place They don't understand that us kids are going to make some mistakes So to you, all the kids all
, Say me say manymanymany How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany I get mad frustrated when I rhyme Thinking of all the kids
say anything uplifting, it'll be distance To the kids that used to listen to ya [Incomprehensible] Anglo-saxon essence of abuse you're better alive County or prison met solid kitchen Better survive
he took one step, that nigga was done, done, he was done He took a shot to the abdomen as he blasted the last one He'll survive it, but they won't be
trunk and grabbed a shotgun, he shot him Put his tooly on the front seat Continued his mission, as he headed down the street The kids was just starin' at each other
Though I swear it's more than slavery They give each other a bonus While our children live in poverty What a shame, what a shame I keep on teachin' my kids
What happened to that other rapper Y'all used to fuck with? Man, we ain't fucking with that fake motherfucker MC Uh, whatever that motherfucker name
fittest Yo, it was rough from the start, son And I knew I'd be a hustler, even when I was in kindergarten Feelin' on the teachers and givin' 'em looks And steady takin' all the other 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
the party bag shop To all you other food spots on your roster crew with the end shit Yeah, we out baby don't forget to flip this to the other side Get
Jew, or Muslim, yo have faith in him The G's in the street know what I'm talking about The man dem on the corner, surviving with no doubt The kids in
