Song Length |
3:49 |
Genre |
Rap - Dirty South |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Nonviolent, Moving |
Subject |
Boys, Men, Girls, Women |
Similar Artists |
Jay-Z, Jay-Z |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Chorus:
All my people
Searching each and everyday
Searching each and everyday
And all my people
Searching each and everyday
Searching each and everyday
Actin', actin', actin like you know him
Never know him, 'cause he walks by himself
Pistol-popping, never stopping, 'cause he don't even care
It's rare to see a child with fear in his heart
Deep in his soul, deep in his mind, he's scared in the dark
Strike a match, flick a lighter, flames hit a cigar
Ready to move, ready to fight, never made this far
Somebody's 'bout to die, but the child is left with a scar
From what he had saw, his brother found dead in a car
The child is hurt, full of pain, blood rush through his veins
Mama left him, brother left him, now he's going insane
Smoking weed, blowing trees, frying up his lil' brain
Leaving a chain, his life he's ready to claim
Look at his life, look at his health, no money, no wealth
The only thing he thought about was his family that left
He never thought about God, always thought for himself
He's facing 10, no parole, and he's sentenced to death, damn
Chorus
Second, second, second page, second verse
Times got a lil' worse, a little girl underage
That was born with a curse
She had everything made, now she's laying in a hearse
Ready to burst in a box possessing the earth
Turn a page, review a chapter, take a look at her book
Look at the roads and the paths that this lil' girl took
Her own mother didn't know that she slept with a crook
But that's the choice that she made and the choice that she took
16 and depressed and she had to get laid
Always thought about money 'cause she had to get paid
Always thought about cost and the percentage she made
She never thought about diseases that are killing today
AIDS is something serious, look at her phase
Now she's dead and gone but they pimpery pay
What the hell was she thinking, but her self was to blame
Her whole life and her whole world just went up in flames, damn
Bridge:
(Talking)
Chorus