I'm always getting shitted on son, ain't gonna be no, no different
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Can you accept me as I am? I ask you
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Always, the love lords? I need you
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Can you open your heart to mine and accept me and all my faults
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During the human course activity, watch me give me my room
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I am radiant, give me my space, I am light
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Yo, 22798 I wrote a check out
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to H.W. funeral home for my little sister Christina
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15 years old damn man this fuckin world is so cold
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8 months before I had to do three years
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Coming from the air port my face burning with tears
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I had this black cloud hovering over me
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Far back as I can check back down my family tree
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Its been with me since my first LP
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2nd LP I was sittin in court
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3rd LP I was trapped in the belly of the beast, got it back to the streets
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by the power of the mind and positive of light
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some say livin is death and dying is life
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I say pray for me that I should be born tonight
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I remember roaming the streets in those cold winter nights
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Look at me this is my life
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Suddenly my life feels so alone, tell me what the hell is going on
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Tell me, tell me, why my life feels so alone, so wrong
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Tell me what the hell is going on
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Help me, please help me
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I can't even begin to explain the mental anguish
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I went through as a child when I heard my pops had passed
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I went to see him on the sick bed
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with my grandmother, that day I knew it was the last
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I loved him but I had to grow up without him
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Over the years I've lived through frustrations and questions
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In 90' I went to jail as an adolescent
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Then in 92' my moms had to go back to the essence
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Got me thinkin about the meaning of my existence (I lost my best friend)
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I realised the devil was spying o
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Christina
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| Keith Murray |
