Lirik Lagu It's Going Around Outside - Silkk The Shocker
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Silkk:
Yo' let me holla at y'all for a minuteIt's like when, I was in the ghettoI was never in the ghetto, because my mind was elsewhereAnd if I was locked down, I would invision myself being freeBut God, I got so many questionsI just want you to anwserHelp Me Out...
Rico (from Sons Of Funk):
I wish that God would talk to me (Talk to me)About all the pain that I've seen (I know you seen it too)Move on, coming out rightCracked out Mother got nerve to be cryingAll my friends seem to pass away (Rest in peace, all y'all rest inpeace)I heard one say, that's the only way (No it ain't)
Chorus:
But I wish it would rainI wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all my painIt's going around outsideI wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all this painIt's going around outside
Rico:
My best friend's house payments behindNow he lives in the park outsideMary complains about the money she makesI see some more people dying of AIDS (I feel ya dog, I feel ya)
Silkk:
Yo'Trying to make the whole world invision my pain (invision my pain)Trying to pretend that the ghetto was all goodYa' know what I really wish for changeBut it seems killas and drug-dealasBut they stereo-type me as a thugHard to see clearSupposed to be one-night stand, I ain't supposed to be here, Mom and Dadnever was in loveIt seems domestic violence is always the problemWhen I go home (Go gome)Hoping once in my life that Mom and Dad would get alongSee my grandfather died in the warAnd all he ever got was medals, and my grandmother got a letterOnly things my kids ever GOT!?Was a trip to the ghettoHave you ever seen a crackbaby? Or someone die of AIDS?!Watch them suffer and with all this money I gotThey can't be savedWe all hustle so fuck the color, white or blackWe all struggle, we act likeWe better then each other, we're supposed to be all sistas and brothasFeel my painIt's better that you knowBut don't feel sorry for me, even though I lived hard and roughI lived better than mostKnowin' one day I gotta go, and I can't buy timeI gotta homie that's doing 99He sending me pictures and letters like it's all fineI know it's notAnd ya' know what? It's even worseThey got us killin' over turfsI don't know when the last time I went to churchCan't sleep, doin' too much dirtIn the middle of the ghetto, just wishin' for clout (wishin' for clout)Ladies forget having babies by these fake playas and shady bustasThinkin' they can get you outSee now my quest to live hard, a quest to live largeGod I have a questionWhy's it so hard?! (Feel my pain, feel my pain...feel that?)
Ya' know what I'm sayin'Killin' over dolla bills, paperFightin' over turfs, when none of it don't belong to usAnd racism?! Still exist, but ME?! I'm color-blindWe gotta realize we gotta problemAnd the government? The only time they care, is election timeAnd they seem to think the only solution isBuild more prisons to throw us in...it's not rightBut I got homies dyin' over nothing (Rest in peace Biggie, rest in peacePac)And all the fallen soldiersYa' know what, it used to be in my community...drugs and violenceNow it's going around, now it's going around...it's going aroundSoon to be in your spot, if it's not there alreadyI'm out(It's going around outside)
Yo' let me holla at y'all for a minuteIt's like when, I was in the ghettoI was never in the ghetto, because my mind was elsewhereAnd if I was locked down, I would invision myself being freeBut God, I got so many questionsI just want you to anwserHelp Me Out...
Rico (from Sons Of Funk):
I wish that God would talk to me (Talk to me)About all the pain that I've seen (I know you seen it too)Move on, coming out rightCracked out Mother got nerve to be cryingAll my friends seem to pass away (Rest in peace, all y'all rest inpeace)I heard one say, that's the only way (No it ain't)
Chorus:
But I wish it would rainI wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all my painIt's going around outsideI wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all this painIt's going around outside
Rico:
My best friend's house payments behindNow he lives in the park outsideMary complains about the money she makesI see some more people dying of AIDS (I feel ya dog, I feel ya)
Silkk:
Yo'Trying to make the whole world invision my pain (invision my pain)Trying to pretend that the ghetto was all goodYa' know what I really wish for changeBut it seems killas and drug-dealasBut they stereo-type me as a thugHard to see clearSupposed to be one-night stand, I ain't supposed to be here, Mom and Dadnever was in loveIt seems domestic violence is always the problemWhen I go home (Go gome)Hoping once in my life that Mom and Dad would get alongSee my grandfather died in the warAnd all he ever got was medals, and my grandmother got a letterOnly things my kids ever GOT!?Was a trip to the ghettoHave you ever seen a crackbaby? Or someone die of AIDS?!Watch them suffer and with all this money I gotThey can't be savedWe all hustle so fuck the color, white or blackWe all struggle, we act likeWe better then each other, we're supposed to be all sistas and brothasFeel my painIt's better that you knowBut don't feel sorry for me, even though I lived hard and roughI lived better than mostKnowin' one day I gotta go, and I can't buy timeI gotta homie that's doing 99He sending me pictures and letters like it's all fineI know it's notAnd ya' know what? It's even worseThey got us killin' over turfsI don't know when the last time I went to churchCan't sleep, doin' too much dirtIn the middle of the ghetto, just wishin' for clout (wishin' for clout)Ladies forget having babies by these fake playas and shady bustasThinkin' they can get you outSee now my quest to live hard, a quest to live largeGod I have a questionWhy's it so hard?! (Feel my pain, feel my pain...feel that?)
Ya' know what I'm sayin'Killin' over dolla bills, paperFightin' over turfs, when none of it don't belong to usAnd racism?! Still exist, but ME?! I'm color-blindWe gotta realize we gotta problemAnd the government? The only time they care, is election timeAnd they seem to think the only solution isBuild more prisons to throw us in...it's not rightBut I got homies dyin' over nothing (Rest in peace Biggie, rest in peacePac)And all the fallen soldiersYa' know what, it used to be in my community...drugs and violenceNow it's going around, now it's going around...it's going aroundSoon to be in your spot, if it's not there alreadyI'm out(It's going around outside)
