Dying Of Thirst
Tired of running
Tired of running
The tires are burning
My stomach is rumbling
Need to eat in order to pay for my daughters milk
I'm on the streets selling something dope to them
There skins itchy
There nerves shake
Could care less as long as I'm making this cake
They think I'm jerking them out of there money today
Guns pulled as I try to evade the grave
Just trying to be father that my baby needs
Tired of running
Tired of running
Its beating out my chest as these bullets are coming
Wishing they would leave me the money is really nothing
I'll give all back
I just wanna be able to see my daughters husband
I collapse to ground as I'm dying of thirst
My legs weak
I hold my head
Close my eyes and pray to him instead
Because I'm
Tired of running
Tired of running
Killed by my own kind
Not how I wanna go
Opened my eyes
To see the barrel right before my nose
He said wheres the money
I replied its in my safe
He walks me home
Kinda like an older sibling when they know it ain't safe
Tired of running
Tired of running
Walk up the stairs with a gun at my back
Told him to put that away
Don't scare my daughter with that
Enter the house to a perfect family
I introduce him a friend of my cousins family
I walk in my room to an empty safe
She sees the worry start running down my face
And I see the meds for my daughter in kitchen
Tired of running
Tired of running
Could of been avoided if I didn't go back to the crack game
He said where is it
I said its on the sink
He pulls out his steel as we start to tussle
Right by the only couple that I will ever live for
A trigger pull
And I look to the left
My baby is hit and shes bleeding to death
My daughter crying
That dude runs out
Trying to make to a hospital as my daughter cries out
DADDY ARE YOU
Tired of running
Tired of running
I thought it was a dream
10 years later my little girl is 16
Living in a better place
As she starts pursuing dream
And Sunday we pick up flowers
To visit she
Tired of running
Tired of running
Give up the street dreams
And live for something
Or be the gainer of nothing
And die of thirst
-Cspb