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Souljahz - Poor Man lyrics
#11. Poor Man (Joshua, Je’kob, Rachael Washington, A. Williams) You don’t know me, look into my eyes You don’t trust me; you’d rather die Then to take my hand, lead me from this land Of destruction and poverty why don’t you understand? You don’t see me, look into my soul Can’t belive me, I have nothing to show But my legs and my arms and my feet and my ears and my eyes and my hands Can’t you see that I’m a man? Chorus I am the poor man on the street And to the rich man i’m a sinner, I’m a beggar and i’m a freak Everyday you all just pass me by Can’t you see me, please don’t deny that i’m alive Aye yo i roam all day and night alone This cold pavement is my home away from Where i spend it, don’t matter none Cause i’m left stranded but not the only one Cause there’s a whole community of them and me’s that you stare at Like we are the enemy and i swear i Don’t mean no harm i, just wanna walk with ya Don’t mean no harm i, just wanna talk with ya Tell me your name, i’ll tell you mine How you doin’ today sir, i’m doin’ fine Now tell me, how that seem so hard Easy to forget about me when you forgot about God So now i lay me down to sleep I pray dear God my soul You keep And if i die before i wake I pray dear Lord my soul you take, you take Chorus Listen, it’s a hard road and it’s a hard game To live the live of the man that has no name And you point your fingers and laugh Did you ever think where this man takes a bath? Did you ever think when you called him a slob? That it might be you in a year with no job..Nah Yeah, he was livin’ day to day a normal live just like yours A job, house and a normal wife just like yours But never did he think or comprehend what was ahead Yo, his stock dropped to zero now he’s better off dead Then goes the house, back accounts and the Benz Just when he needed em them the most there goes his friends Suicidal thoughts as the countdown begins Puts the nine (9mm) to his head it all comes to and end About to pull the trigger as he takes his last breath He remembers when he dies his kids inherit his debt, Ooh There’s nothin’ left, nowhere to run, puts down the gun, puts out his hand Begs you for a dollar and you deny him again Look him in the eye and deny him again, his name is poor man You say you love God but God says Feed him and you feed me So why deny me of the very thing i need Don’t want your money, no, at least have the decency To look me in the eyes and not deny that i’m alive |
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