all i hear is crying through the other doors
and at night all i hear is the sound of squeeky floor boards
i watch and see these people go from records towards awards
while we are poor now tell me what is all of that for?
while the rest of us are out here sufferin
n watchin too many crimes and not enuff hand cuffin
and every where i gaze theres grazings
n to watch people just look away is so amazing
maybe someday they'll realize exactly what they're doing
choosin things amusing over things worth persuing
people dont understand my own passion
all they know is im a kid who doesnt have the latest fashions
sometimes i feel like i got the short end of the stick
and am burdened with holdin a bag thats filled with bricks
gettin mean stares and glares from the other end of the floor
well im like brandy cause i dont want to hear it no more


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