Just another number Freezing, hungry children No money to spare, We got condos to build Schools are failing Communities in crisis Build something
Just another number Freezing hungry children No money to spare Got condos to build Schools are failing Communities in crisis Build something new
Needle to your arm Shoot up Forget, Neglect, Nothing Else mattered Raise your hand to her fix and violence while i waited for nothing but disappointment
Breathing down my neck, To be another person Slim down, You say i'll never be anything Plastic Images False faces Starving bodies Pressure from
Danger to Society Irresponsibility Easy decision not to make Drunk again, a deadly weapon we are all in your sights No regard for others lives
Breathing down my neck To be another person Slim Down You say I'll never be anything Plastic images False faces Starving bodies Pressure from
First to speak up Last to stand up Running your mouth Breaking no ground Spewing the same Self righteous shit Point your finger listen to nothing
Danger to society Irresponsability Easy decision not to make Drunk again, a deadly weapon We are all in your sights No regard for our lives Your
She cries in her sleep Can't feel a thing Skin cleaned with bleach Smell is still there Pain and fear Haunts her to this day Nothing feels safe
Needle in your arm Shoot Up Forget, neglect Nothing else mattered, No one else mattered. Raised your hand to her Fix and Violence While I waited
: I?ve spent so much time trying to fix your life that I forgot about mine. This time I?m putting my foot straight through the floor. You wont be walking
till the end Slim got killed, you gone see him in the bricks Nigga gotta jacking leave his brains in a ditch Every morning dope fiends looking for a fix They sick
mister" I'm Life Litter's official stripe getter Dig this, I'll get a shovel and strike sisters And kick 'em when the handle starts diggin' in my blisters Sick
there for me And never left me alone because you cared for me And I could see you comin home after work late You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot
me And never left me alone because you cared for me And I could see you comin home after work late You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Oh my! You ain’t got to tell me why you’re sick cuz I know why. I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre. I’m an itch that they cant scratch,
: 3 p.m on my feet and staggering Through misplaced words and a sinking feeling I got carried away Sick, sick of sleeping on the floor Another night
