Through The Eyes of Tupac (recount)

Growing up full of struggles
and wild schemes
Recklessly ambitious,
mama I'm not clean
Dreaming of untold riches,
Deep in sin,
mama let me in- let me in
We've been out
living like young wild kings
Lord please forgive me,
my conscious' about to kill me
I learned the game
to serve my selfish wishes, you see
I prayed all night
with all my might
but trouble came anyway it seems,
I'm losing the fight,
Can't you hear my soul scream?!
Maybe I didn't see enough switches
to curve my thirsty appetite,
A youth of troubled streams
Dark nights
in the misty steam
Born a kitten,
this treacherous world
made me mean,
Life is vicious
Now things are getting tight
among my own team
No matter how sadistic
don't get it twisted
Reality still owns our copyrights,
Seeds sown have a hell of a bite
But poverty is the true enemy
so many untold souls unseen
struggling on this road
trying to get free, but there's no light,
We're just trying to stay alive
as characters on this movie screen,
surviving another hell written scene
through this merciless plight

Copyrights 2011
Robert Anthony James

Through The Eyes of Tupac (recount)

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