Hey God   Hey god, I’m just a little man got a wife and family But I almost lost the house, Yeah I bought into the dream We’re barely Holdin’on, when I’m in way too deep We’re two paychecks away from living out the streets She’s a working single mom , like a Saint don’t complain She never says a word, but she thinks that she’s to blame Her son just got convicted, He blew some punk away She did her best to raise him , but the world got in the away Hey-God-Tell me what the hell is going on, seems like all the good shits gone It keeps on getting harder hanging on Hey-God , there’s nights you know I want to scream These days you’re even harder to believe I know how busy you must be , But Hey-God... do you ever think about me Born into the guetto in 1991 , just a happy child playing beneath the summer sun A vacant lots’ his playground , by 12 he’s got a gun The odds are bet against him , junior don’t make 21 Hey-God-Tell me what the hell is going on, seems like all the good shits gone It keeps on getting harder hanging on Hey-God , there’s nights you know I want to scream These days you’re even harder to believe I know how busy you must be , But Hey-God... do you ever think about me I’d get down on my knees, I’m going to try thing your way Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on his own grave Was he too gone to save ? Did you even know his name ? Are you the one to blame , I got something to say Hey-God-Tell me what the hell is going on, seems like all the good shits gone It keeps on getting harder hanging on Hey-God , there’s nights you know I want to scream These days you’re even harder to believe I know how busy you must be , But Hey-God... do you ever think about me

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