Sichuwayshunz (исполнитель: Blaq Poet)
All types of situations Everybody dealing their own [bad word] You know I'm saying Yow, you know what, I give you 3 situations right now thief, a mobster and a bum Bring the [bad word] down [Verse 1] I'm just sitting here Contemplating, yow, I'm tired of waiting When one is God, the other one's satan And he's telling me, "go get that money you gain" And I'm telling him, [bad word] you, I'm tryna win" God is the only one keeping me sane Keeping me from outside in the rain with them thangs Busting niggas upside their [bad word] head Taking their pat plus only little bread Making the streets hot, making the heat pop Not giving a [bad word] as long as I see gra Everybody fool nobody move Sticking everything, even the old crippled dude That's foul! Yeah, I know that it is So what, I even take candy from kids On the mission without a pot to [bad word] in Hearing all kinds of voices, I'm tryin' not to listen [Hook, 2x:] It don't matter The [bad word] that you're facin Everybody got their own situation If you're livin in a mansion or a [bad word] basement Everybody got their own situation [Verse 2] Maybe I should go to church and find god Before i end up dead or behind bars Look for a legit job, quit the mob Before the DEA get some new [bad word] to charge The street's more than just watching us attacking Every time i tryna leave, I find my way back in The feds got my phone tapped, tryna peep Who's really my pits (??), [bad word] the streets Wife be mad, she calling me a creep Paparazzi caught me on the beach with some freaks I can't worry about that right now new family's in town, they tryna get down [Hook, 2x:] It don't matter The [bad word] that you're facin Everybody got their own situation If you're livin in a mansion or a [bad word] basement Everybody got their own situation [Verse 3] I'm just minding my business not bothering you Looking through the garbage can for some food Looking for a nice warm place to sleep Go down to the subway and bits to streets I gave up hope a long time ago Straight from the war, right the skid row I still hear people screaming in the dark I still smell the burned body parts I'm mentally unfit, but who gives a [bad word] Not the government, not the president Only time people care is on the holidays So leave me alone and just let me go my way And be happy that you ain't me Some people are scared and some people hate me People feel what they don't understand What would you do if you was that homeless man? [Hook, 2x:] It don't matter The [bad word] that you're facin Everybody got their own situation If you're livin in a mansion or a [bad word] basement Everybody got their own situation