*featuring Master P
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dear God can ya save me
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if you can't save me, save our babies
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(we trying to keep it real, so many ghetto tears my people cry
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life is hard and I see that every day, just so many ghetto tears
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in the ghetto)
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age 11 looking out of a ghetto building
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mom and 5 of us little ghetto children
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I ain't never knew wrong from right
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growing up off my life, thinking Adidas had 4 stripes
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so my uncle tried to warn us
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told us not to do drugs, but yesterday I saw him on it
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see in my hood it ain't no love
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age 13, seen my auntie o.d. on drugs
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the neighborhood hoe only 15 and everybody wants to bang her
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found her dead, gave herself and abortion with a clothes hanger
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I seen on of my neighbors try everything but couldn't make it
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came home one day killed his whole family
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I guess he couldn't take it
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I give back, even if it ain't nothing big
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look at my grandma, terminal disease only got months to live
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they tell us we ain't gonna be nothin
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gave my homie 25 years
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I shed tears for all my peers
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[chorus:]
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dear god can ya save me
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if you can't save me, save our babies
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so many ghetto tears my people cry
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you ain't supposed to question God but I'm asking why
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so many ghetto tears my people cry
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through out the years, my people shed ghetto tears
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my people shed ghetto tears, through out the years
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the ghetto's like a headache, one big ol migrane
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tryin to stay high till I die
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tryin to like hide the pain
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my homey mama died and didn't know it
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when she died he committed suicide
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my homie jumped up off the sixth floor
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maybe it's too late for me
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since I'm still here, I'm kinda glad to be
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been in and out of jail since i was 12
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life been hectic since mama had me
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I have to ask myself the simple question why
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it's so hard to live but yet so easy to die
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with this simple question Lord can you help me
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just tryin to live large and wealthy
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from these card that you dealt me
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I used to ask ?, but now they ask me
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life passed em up, I wonder will life pass me
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cause it really ain't no love for us ghetto kids
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for all the dirt that I did
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I don't think I'll find where heaven is
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I wonder why they won't panic and try to ban it
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probably cause they scared of it
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I just dont understand it
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[CHORUS]
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how could you carry a kid for 9 months black
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she had a baby boy
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but while she she was pregnant she was smoking crack
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how could you rape and abouse your kids
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how could you committ incest and say you love your kids
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they ain't ask to be here, they ain't ask to see here
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slipped here by 15 minutes of pleasure
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that's why they can't see clear
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from the cradle to the grave
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or from the cemetary to the penatentary
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life is so hard now bet ya leave it
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[CHORUS]
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Ghetto Tears
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Silkk The Shocker |