Left Wit No Hope

by 14th   May 14, 2010


Yo the children pay the biggest price
Neva gets the chance tah grow up wit the happy life
From suffering from these sleepless nights
So Late at night in my sheets
I listen tah the lord
The lords cause he speaks
I wonder if im blessed
Or cursed til my death
Or f i had ah better life
Or even til i rest
Play hard tah be the best
Yo even if its wrong its nice
A victim of sinful life
Never had the chance
Tah grow up wit the happy life

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  • 14 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Where you are born defines what you will be
    do you think, maybe out of the hood will come something great no, I think you can be anything
    you want to be if you want it bad enough, but first
    you got to want it having a helping hand someone
    who will tell you these things is a plus, those of us
    that know need to show the way, lean on my friend

  • 14 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Where you are born defines what you will be
    do you think, maybe out of the hood will come something great no, I think you can be anything
    you want to be if you want it bad enough, but first
    you got to want it having a helping hand someone
    who will tell you these things is a plus, those of us
    that know need to show the way, lean on my friend