The Way It Is
The media wanted to me be everything but this
a lyrical spitter or how they address you as someone
who's artisitic a "Poet"
but am I posing or am I the real deal
today could be my last meal
so it's similar to the last supper
so everytime I eat
I say a prayer for all my lost sista's & brothers
or the dead beat fathers, single mothers
and for the men & women that got H.I.V.
for deciding this time not to use a rubber
this is life this is the way it is
where kids grow up before they want to
and niggas gotta rob for food
not cause they want but because
they have to
this is the world as I see it
he 1st believed in me so I believe in him because
he continues to be with me
even though I'm still living in sin
and I can't pretend like I don't know who he is
the savior has risen I'm living proof
that Jesus Christ lives
and this right here is real life
where niggas got wives but still
be hooking up wit crossing dressing niggas
and females is doing life cause they killed a nigga
where these lil niggas nowadays
got itchy trigga fingers
and females blame niggas why
they so bi curious
this is the world as I see it
just another lost child up for adoption
misery loves company
but I don't say a word
I just watch & pray
as this world crumbles peice by peice
I eagerly wait for my day of
eternal sleep
Copyright © Corey Ross | Year Posted 2006
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