Souljahz
Album: The Fault Is History
Track: Poor Man
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Poor Man Lyrics 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 believe 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 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 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 forget 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 life 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 life 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, bank accounts and the Benz
Just when he needed 'em the most there goes his friends
Suicidal thoughts as the countdown begins
Puts the nine (9mm) to his head it all comes to an 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 feet 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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