Movin' On

I look around and all I see
that surrounds me,
are the hungry streets
glaring at me
mocking my step and my ways.
The cornors calling my name so they can pay.
Buy my respect and soul,
and I use to let them.
Thought I was gettin over
but no sir.
My enslaved mind and blind eyes
kept me there for a long time.
Use to listen to brothers
try to rhyme to get a dime
Use to watch to sisters like me
sell their tainted bodies
Everyday someone died scorned,
but when you turn around
another fatherless baby is born.
this ain't life.
Just a cycle of strife.
Yes, we're going
down, down, baby
down by the rollercoaster
sweet, sweet baby
I don't wanna let you go.
But I'm losing my grip
on this corkscrew twist
It's hard when you try to rise,
while you watch the people you love fall.
But I can't hold on anymore.
I just can't hold on to you anymore.