Father forgive us for living Why are all my homies stuck in prison? Barely breathing, believing that this world is a prison Its like a ghetto we can never leave A broken rose giving bloom through the cracks of the concrete So many things for us to see Things to be Our history so full of tragedy and misery To all the homies who never made it home The dead peers I shed tattooed tears for when Im alone Picture us inside a ghetto heaven A place to rest finding peace through this land of stress In my chest I feel pain come in sudden storms A life full of rain in this game watch for land thorns Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see whats next In this world filled with countless threats I beg God to find a way for our ghetto kids to breath Show a sign make us all believe
Posted on: Thu, 05 Dec 2013 07:00:06 +0000
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