IRC-Galleria

They say god dont give a shit about blacks and poors but that aint true cause sumetimes we dont care about ourself at all, i spended many nights writin tryina write this songs tryina figga out where my pops went wrong. cant blaim the mother cause she didnt raise this way, should I blaim the devil for my life to bein invold to change my ways, there used to be hapiness, smilin and joy at the time i was young just a regalur boy, all I had it was my brothers and toys, I cant still hear the welfare from my mother and her voice, see my life never was meant to be rich and wealthy but true welth come from your spirit and healthy so I thank god for my spirit and healthy, you can have all em lyrics and beantley, love to see how em niggas fake like they brother and frendly, dont let the money fool you or school you, just do you