7evenThirty - The Problem lyrics
Who I gotta call just to get a lil' help? (The Problem) Try'na move with it, can't do it by myself (The Problem) I ain't really gotta go seekin' no thrills (The Problem) Lookin' out the window, see it gettin' kinda real (The Problem) And they say I'm Crazy for loosin' my mind …Got me tip-toeing on the edge (The Problem) …Wanna talk to God, but I'm kinda scared (The Problem) If I could jump from the slave ship to a spaceship I sho' would Cause me, I'm seeing things up to no good Thinking' Rosewood Wat'cha know good? People in these lost places with these law cases sh** is playing out in y'all favor, never our cases A demonstration right in our faces I'm fitting in with the faceless History done disappeared traceless Label me a murder case nameless Wait to read the verdict just to free the murderers? They claiming stand your ground When you ain't never had no ground To stand on, cause the place you call home, they can come and tear that down Quick to put some nice sh** and rase the prices and make it where you can't afford And then make it like they discovered yo' sh** Ain't that's some ho sh** (boy) I'm in the shadow of the valley With no plan, wanna rally And a bunch of mad n****s round me The can't quite express it profoundly f** is these police on? Theme song must be "Who Shot Ya" Playin' victim, what you want an Oscar? Grant me a pa**, Mr. Officer I'm face down in the main stream while you pull the trigger to my back The Problem is that The Problem ain't rap Can you help me art-iculate that? Who I gotta call just to get a lil' help? (The Problem) Try'na move with it, can't do it by myself (The Problem) I ain't really gotta go seekin' no thrills (The Problem) Lookin' out the window, see it gettin' kinda real (The Problem) And they say I'm Crazy for loosin' my mind …Got me tip-toeing on the edge (The Problem) …Wanna talk to God, but I'm kinda scared (The Problem) I got an itch that I can't scratch Cause I can't reach cause I got Both hands on a crack pipe Strapped in for the fast life Sorry that you asked Things goin' kinda bad right- Now for me but I'll make it Long as the pusha man lookin' out for me And things ain't been the same in my brain since the levies came down on me And I ain't seen my baby ever since, let anotha' fix calm me down homie And Bill O'Reilly don't know me but he blame Hip hop for throwing black folks to the vultures But the s**, d** and the rock and roll get regarded as a part of culture Who I gotta call just to get a lil' help? (The Problem) Try'na move with it, can't do it by myself (The Problem) I ain't really gotta go seekin' no thrills (The Problem) Lookin' out the window, see it gettin' kinda real (The Problem) And they say I'm Crazy for loosin' my mind …Got me tip-toeing on the edge (The Problem) …Wanna talk to God, but I'm kinda scared (The Problem) That ain't a fresh water fountain, that's a cesspool That textbook might not have been the best food School system pipeline to the prison system Wanna throw my hand up, wanna holler "Who's listening" They say I'm Crazy for loosin' my mind Got me started in my head, now it's in my soul Think I need a hand, gettin' kinda cold PEACE 7even