MY BOYZ!
one thing my boyz can always rely on me, because I know everyone Gots to
eat
I’m here taking care of everything for everyone
so they don't have to go through the life that I had to see
so they don't have to go through the life that I had to see
so it seems I got nowhere to turn, and even less places to run
I’m no longer you concern, your the bullet and life's the gun
Some day’s life seems to be unbelievable,the life I lived can't be undone
but from now on I’ll do whatever it takes to get done, A promised I made to my
only son
I promised to be a good dad,and never do again the things from my past that I've done
I pledge to forgive and now I’m legitimate and I no longer talk with a gun
World today is set up to make a poor man fail
Knock, knock on the side of my front wall
Got what it takes, I’m a white boy playing ball
I’m man out a white boy playing with the brothers
They know the score, a lonely white boy with a shitty mother
Unfortunately it happens a lot on our side of town
What can I say its that time of day, we all must get along
to get around
Just because we’re poor doesn’t mean we’re out there
breaking the law
We’re just like everyone else, want to raise our children
the best we know how
The gangsters out there now are nothing just acting tough
I can’t go back to that life, and throw it all away
Staying away has taking it’s toll, has making my life rough
But I’ve had enough, watching the world through a window
taking it day by day
By the strength of god who has encouraged me through my
child
Have I gone insane, or have i gotten used to the pain
Until the day the streets took my of child, I must take to the
streets and never again smile
If I have to go door to door, until I gun down my son’s
killer dead lying on the floor
Never stopping, never sleep, never again in my heart be me
Drinking and kicking ass, until I hit rock bottom falling
flat
I looked at through a drunken blur, I saw a bright light
Of who me and my promise to my son were
At that moment, I realized who I am the end plan
Even if my boyz gone I need to pick up where it all began
Then I realized this is who I am, a good dad, and a hell of
a man
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