Back On My Own Two Feet
Friday, Friday, Friday September 29th, 1995
A young lost child was born in a small cold empty room
She was born in a world of confusion
Now she's at the age of 15
And still don't know what to do
At the age of 6 she was raped by her uncle
And her cousins that don't even love her
But don't worry she still forgives them
And saved a place in her heart for them
One month, one month before being born her daddy left
Now she wonders how it would be with him by her side
In 96' her motha left both her n her sista
With them thinkin' that their aunt was there mother
When all along she was abusing them like crazy
At the age of 13 she got her first charge for the first time ever
Now she's sacered to death hoping God can forgive her
But why should he forgive her
Why should he forgive her
Why should he forgive her when a few months down the lane at the age of 14 she picked up another charge
She ask the Lord what can he do for her
Up til' this day she hasn't gotten het answer
Cause up til' this day, up til' this day she's still getting into trouble
Smokin' pot, blacks, cigarrates and all that crap
Fightin people like it aint nothin'
Not goin' to school cause of her past history in class
But on the bright side, on the bright side she has high hopes for herself
And when things go wrong
She learned how to get up, pray about it, shake it off, and just keep it movin'
Things might not get better any time soon
But she don't let any thing hold her back
And just let everything be a learning experince
No matter what cause I'm coming back
Yeah I said it, I'm coming back
And I'm coming back on my own two feet
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