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These is hard times we livin' in | Churches burnin, planes fallin from the sky | Murder, the good die young
These is hard times we livin' in Churches burnin, planes fallin from the sky Murder, the good die young The good definitely die young This is a lil' somethin' To help you get through the day If you could It was more than a tragedy Emotions be grabbin' me Plane fell from the sky We tryin' to figure what happened Burnin' churches, fearin' God Who can be so cruel We all ignorant to AIDS Till it happens to you Just be a man, make plans Listen to your voice A woman's tryin' to make decisions We should leave them a choice 'Cause who are we to say who lives and die Breathes and stops All this judgement on other lives Needs to stop What are we livin' for Givin' more back than takin' On my knees still waitin' for my own salvation Now I feel abandoned 'Cause Pat Buchanan say I'm greedy You can take my taxes, send me to war But can't feed me It's so easy to regret things After they done Babies catchin' murder cases Scared to laugh in the sun The tragedies that we all need Love in doses In times like these we feel closest The good die young Does anybody have an answer why It seems the good die young Can anybody tell me why Can anybody tell me why Can anybody tell me why Now in my world will it get worse When I been trapped since birth But I had to sleep in a hearse Cause it was my bed first My grands probably burnin' Turnin' in they grave Some folks ain't even get to see a high age But they did so I ain't afraid And this money got me feelin like a star And this murder got me Feelin' like my death ain't far And the land of stolen cars Don't get no better Don't get no weaker or no harder I was raised in a rush without my moms And my father So tell me somethin If I grab my gat and get the dumpin' Would God get to lookin' at me funny Rest in peace to my mother Aquillah Beale Rest in peace to my father Salek Beale Rest in peace to my grandparents And thug in peace to my brother Seike You know I love you Which is worst, first Storm and then Al Pac and then Yak Redrey (?) Brown Coulda' sworn I seen ya face in a cloud Family grievin' on your last breath Close to the heart whether you know it or not I swear the love won't stop Jewel, that's my boo Mom, Duke and Lou From jump You kept it true, helped to feed the crew The good die young Livin' fast jumpin' the gun Mama blamin' the community for killin' her son My cousin Darren wasn't scared of goin' But never knowin' he was dyin' slower I guess I see ya when I see ya soulja Does anybody have an answer why It seems the good die young Can anybody tell me why Can anybody tell me why I know my life ain't promised That's why the wise move in silence Analyze these scandalous times It's hard dogg but we manage Schools turn to war zones Even homes unsafe Leavin' children to play caged and raged They hate, how come Someone explain why the good die young Why the bad die slow and outlive everyone It's time somethin' is done For our young kids They growin' hopeless That ain't the way to live Tell me why Days go past and as they pass Time move quicker No time for wastin' Put your hustle down my young dealers 'Cause the end is nearer But at least that's what they tellin' me Hell, all I know brothers Ain't ridin' 4 3 felonys It's time to plan, plot, and strategize Capitolize, mobilize We in the war why'all It's for all why'all My family to the ones that stand me Little bit mo' love is what's recommended Yeah, and it's plain to see The seeds from you and me Gon' be the ones to lead us towards unity That's if we treat them right Man, teach them right Raise your kids better than you was And see what it does But if you don't Man, we sho' to be done And we'll all see exactly why the good die young Does anybody have an answer why It seems the good die young Can anybody tell me why Can anybody tell me why Can anybody tell me why I send this out for all my homeboys that passed away And all yo' homeboys that passed away I send this out to all the former fallen soldiers That's in the cemeteries buried Never got to see they dreams For everything I touch you touch For every step I take you take For every breath I breathe you breathe Every dollar I make you make I told you we'd make it to the sunshine one day You just got there a little quicker But like my homeboys Thugs say I'll catch ya at the crossroads The good die young This song is dedicated to all them Young kids that died innocent That died young At Columbine High Rest in Peace (Oklahoma) Outlawz Lil' young Xzandafer Tasha, all them All the fallen kids The dead babies The closed caskets
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