Heaven light a way for a fallen Let me ease the pain from my mother But he feels the deception in his head Down by the lake of Mississippi A boy was born poor and abandoned And as he walk you could hear him yearning For a home and he prays And by the

Bounce, bounce, bounce Well, dem just can't believe or dem won't accept Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, fassy don't forget Well, is it just me or is it hot to death It's the Halfway Tree C.D. and cassette D.J. race a run on your mark, get set And watch everybody

Drinkin' again and thinkin' of when, when you loved me I'm havin' a few and wishin' that you were here Makin' the rounds, accepting a round from strangers Bein' a fool just hopin' that you'll appear Sure, I can borrow a smoke, maybe tell some joker a bad

And alone I stand No allegiance Defiant I withstand This resistance I reject what you demand A day of great tribulation is upon us A time of deception conflict and unrest I will not cower in fear and submission I will hold my ground and resist

I like me better when I'm with you I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause I like me better when To be young and in love in New York City To not know who I am but still know that I'm good long as you're here with me To be drunk and in

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My story is much to sad to be told But practically everything leaves me totally cold The only exception I know in this case When I'm out in a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui Then I suddenly turn and see Your fabulous face I get no kick from

Would you just accept if we murdered your children? 50 young niggas sellin' crack for a livin' Single income and he tired of the feelin' "Momma, I'm a man," gotta show her that he meant it It's a cold ass world, gotta show 'em that he get it Watch a good

You of destruction Of hope's deconstruction Innocence is lost when The blood of innocents I never ask myself why injustice befell me Accepted of the fact, Try and live a life of peace

You can't always get what you want You get what you need I saw her today at the reception But if you try sometimes you just might find A glass of wine in her hand At her feet was her footloose man You just might find I knew she would meet her connection