CeaSoul - Free Verse 3 (poverty rap) lyrics

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CeaSoul - Free Verse 3 (poverty rap) lyrics

Y'all don't understand me All you hand me is a dime and maybe some candy Plan a didn't work out so I went to plan b; Stole money from a single mom, man I'm such a pansy I can't even pay for a family This rage got me into a frenzy I keep goin in circles... I'm dizzy You don't understand what it's like to live in poverty Wish I could win the lottery You know what bothers me? Is how my father left me I have no house but got kids yet I'm still fatherly; Through it all my family is my biggest commodity Daily, the scholarly pa** and scoff at me The way the struggling are treated is a monstrosity; they are for some reason a mockery I'm about to run up on someone's property and commit a robbery; These thoughts that cross my mind are an atrocity It's even got to the point where I judge my sk**s like "that was sloppy" I work my a** off; No rappers can top me but my zero income stops me I've got kids to feed, right now they are walkin around the park consuming bird seeds I asked a man for food and he kneed me He told me to find work But I can't even get a job as store clerk No one hires an ex-jail bird I'm about to go berserk My children expect me to provide but my hands are tied Me and my girls curl up at night; While they rest I fall asleep crying Man, I swear on the inside it feels I'm dying It's even come to it, when I see them I go into hiding It's like my efforts always fall short Not once has the ball landed in my court It's the saddest thing but I wish she would had abort My kids don't deserve to live like dirt Not even able to afford them a clean shirt Day to day is just plain hurt, it irks me because they see me struggle When they say they hungry I burst like a bubble I take it out on my girls like it's their fault But how are they to blame if I ain't got money in the vault? The thing that nerves me is when I think I'll stay this way until I'm buried Or when people pull up on the curb and start spewing sh**, it perturbs me It disturbs me when my girls are running around the park telling me to hurry Like how can you be so positive with so little, it beats me Pa**ers have the guts to say why I chose to be poor Like I want to ask the same person each day for more Knocking on people's doors Or even worse when I have to go around stealin out a young woman's purse I wish sh** would change but it just recurse God have mercy I ain't perfect But I swear I'll make your effort worth it. It's time to find that fighter in me and unearth it Because I promised my girls the world And I'd be perplexed if I didn't follow through with it So, world watch your back here I come I won't succumb to these scum I will overcome and overrun these thoughts that prevented me to move forward Toward these goals that I have set Let my little angels watch over me They will carry me to victory, away from our misery To all you who spat me on me, watch me climb this mountain Because I promise you I will be above all of you

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