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Young Heart With An Old Soul
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young heart with an old soul how can there be peace?
How
can I be in the depths of solitude
When
there are two inside of me?
This
duo in me causes the perfect opportunity
To
learn and live twice as fast as those who accept simplicity....
Father
forgive us for living why are all my homies stuck in prison?
Barely
breathing, believing that this world is a prison
Its
like a ghetto we can never leave
A
broken rose giving bloom through the cracks of the concrete
So
many things for us to see things to be
Our
history so full of tragedy and misery
To
all the homies who never made it home
The
dead peers I shed tattooed tears for when I'm alone
Picture
us inside a ghetto heaven
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place to rest finding peace through this land of stress
In
my chest I feel pain come in sudden storms
A
life full of rain in this game watch for land thorns
Our
unborn never got to grow, never got to see what’s next
In
this world filled with countless threats
I
beg God to find a way for our ghetto kids to breath
Show
a sign make us all believe.
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