Helping Hand

Another Day, Another body on the street.

World comes crashing down and you got to compete

with the choice between

life versus death.

I'm trying to live on this last deep breath.

I feel like Im alone, with no one to console with,

but who says I got the world when no one can control shit.

It's just me and the life that I carry.

Another bullet blasted and another child buried.

Mama screamin, tears rollin down her cheeks

And all I can really do is try to believe

that this world means something, something to me.

but all I see is the sadness of my siblings on the street.

No one really knows what happens next

and I'm trying to keep my dad from putting a rope around his neck.

Someone come to me and tell me that they're here.

Cuz if not, my life will just dissapear.

In the mean time I'll smile and stay laughing

Don't cry cuz its over, just smile cuz it happened. 

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