Somethings wrong,I can feel it in the air
Dont care,just want things to be fair
Sit down in my chair,and picture the sad...
Scriptures I jot down it my notepad...its sad
...yeah but someone gots to do it...


15yrs old livin on this earth,and only 3 times i've been in church
Doesnt hurt,...just to find out crap is what ya life is worth
Moms beatin there child half to death,for releavin her stress
Bruses all over your chest,Then you think your life is worth less
Cops question what happened but you never tell who did this
These moments you take time to notice,to figure out what hope is
Cant control the emotions we force out,so we go lookin for trouble
And when we get problems before we solve them,they double
Thinkin of times you and your family shared,brings old memories
On how ya brother died by cops,now he lays in 57th Cemetary
Its wrong see feds swarming into a broken home,tapin phones
But if i could i would break every bone,till they leaves us alone
Cuz dont they know the streets is all we got,cookin da rock
Smokin da pot,since the schools kicked us out since we faught
...For Emotions....


Somethings wrong,I can feel it in the air
Dont care,just want things to be fair
Sit down in my chair,and picture the sad...
Scriptures i jot down in my notepad...its sad
...yeah but someone gots to do it...