Never Surrender, It's All About The Faith

Throw It Up Y'all, Throw It Up, Throw It Up, Let's Show These Fools How We Do This On That West Side. Cause You And I Know It's Tha Best Side.

Even Thugs Cry, But Do The Lord Care?

Dear Mama, Don't Cry, Your Baby Boy's Doin' Good, Tell The Homies I'm In Heaven, And They Ain't Got Hoods. Seen A Show With Marvin Gaye Last Night, It Had Me Shook, Drippin' Peppermint Schnapps, With Jackie Wilson, And Sam Cooke.

There’s No Way That Michael Jackson Or Whoever Jackson Should Have A Million Thousand Droople Billion Dollars And Then There’s People Starving. There’s No Way! There’s No Way That These People Should Own Planes And There People Don’t Have Houses. Apartments. Shacks. Drawers. Pants! I Know You’re Rich. I Know You Got 40 Billion Dollars, But Can You Just Keep It To One House? You Only Need One House. And If You Only Got Two Kids, Can You Just Keep It To Two Rooms? I Mean Why Have 52 Rooms And You Know There’s Somebody With No Room?! It Just Don’t Make Sense To Me. It Don’t.

Instead Of Of Being So Metaphorical With The Rhyme, I Was Encouraged To Go Straight At It And Hit It Dead On And Not Waste Time Trying To Cover Things.