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People like me....

Discussion in 'Entertainment' started by wehoodie, Jul 31, 2012.

  1. wehoodie

    wehoodie JF-Expert Member

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    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    And open doors to hurtin' people like me
    People like me, people like me
    People like me, people like me

    Is it fair to say that I am stressing out?
    I'm stationed in Iraq and they won't let me out
    My homeys said I was stupid for even joining
    My counselor said that my decision was disappointing

    How she had good slate for good state colleges
    And with my good grades it wouldn't have been a problem
    But they don't understand just the power of significance
    More than brilliance and certainly more than dividends

    And if you ask me now, would I repeat it?
    Would I fight in a war I don't believe in?
    Well, the answer is if not me where the cancer is
    They been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth

    And after all this time it is still deadly hazardous
    And Bush isn't really being all that inaccurate
    When he says, we're winning the war 'cause it's staggering
    But thats 'cause we're killing everybody that we see

    And most of us soldiers we can barely fall asleep
    And time and time again I'm feeling incompetent
    'Cause my women back home, we're constantly arguing
    And I must be crazy 'cause all I'm obsessing with is

    Her MySpace and face book and who's commenting
    I swear to God if she's cheatin' I'm doin' her ass in
    I can tell with one look and it came to me
    Sounding something like a song hook, sayin'

    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    And open doors to hurtin' people like me
    People like me, people like me
    People like me, people like me

    Meet Sarah, the proud mother of young Sebastian
    Suburban professional went to college in Ashton
    In self pity she suddenly cried
    Would my life be important if I suddenly died?

    Neighbors saying what a nice women she was
    Keeping mostly to herself ever since the divorce
    And with the company down sizin' and the fall and all
    She really shouldn't take it that personal at all

    It wasn't her boss who had his eyes on her thighs
    And got a rise from her risin' off the desk though
    And despite rememberin' sayin' no plenty of times
    It was still a damn surprise being let go

    And now stuck with a mortgage she can't afford
    And too educated to blame the corporate world
    She got on welfare and hated it, case work a power trippin'
    And generally being degraded

    If nothing else she was treated sick
    And ineffective which is the worst thing
    That she'd been left with

    Damn, no magic from David Blane
    No painter to pain this pain
    No Morgan Freeman to narrate the shame

    So she took refuge and prayer
    Kinda like findin' God in the phone book
    And it came to her
    Sounding something like a song hook, sayin'

    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    And open doors to hurtin' people like me
    People like me, people like me
    People like me, people like me

    I guess, I told you about myself to a degree
    Just by telling you about people like me
    But people like me they speak politely
    They don't start no beef or piece of white meat

    Everybody gotta eat but everybody doesn't
    Which is why I want to tell you about my favorite cousin
    He and I grew up where the sun shines
    And we both partook with the gun crimes

    And we both liked American rap rhymes
    Even though we didn't understand one line
    If you remember my line of notes in my last album
    I talked about a close call with a grenade

    I think we both must have been about seventh grade
    But don't panic we both survived without damage
    But we developed a bond like we survived the Titanic
    So when the country became frantic

    My mother tried to get us out, planned it
    To the last detail except the plan got derailed
    'Cause there wasn't enough money for the plane tickets
    How bitter when my mother had to chose who to take with her

    So my cousin got left in the war and that's just hard to recall
    But now I take refuge and prayer
    Kinda like finding God in the phone book it came to me
    Sounding something like a song hook, sayin'

    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    And open doors to hurtin' people like me
    People like me, people like me
    People like me, people like me

    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    And open doors to hurtin' people like me
    People like me, people like me
    People like me, people like me

     
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