v.1
and there they went-and there they came
there they did nothing- yet they still blamed
looked at the world, spoke of its grief
facial concerns- but lied thru their teeth
wanna change the world- but don�t wanna take part
rather chase girls- and they rather break hearts
their diamonds are shining so bright- its blinding
searching for self, lost souls what they�re finding
chorus 1
and you got the nerve to complain?
Some peoples� hearts are burstin wit pain
500 years they�ve tied up in chains
and you got the nerve to complain?
v.2
little kids are dying, their mothers are crying
your worried about which dress are you buying
kids watching too much tv- no they never read books
the world has them obsesses with celebrities looks
and if it aint sexy- it aint gonna sell
guess to see success you gotta send your sell to hell
the world has us obsessed wit celebrity stills
why worry about the world- when u live in Beverly hills?
c.2
and you got the nerve to complain?
House is worth millions- but u cant spare no change
In some neighborhoods everyday peoples slain
You�re up in Beverly hills wit the nerve to complain
Bridge�.
The war wont end�.
This world wont end�.
They wonder why I act so hateful�.
But why are you so damn ungrateful???
v.3
cry about your eyes and the color of your hair
some kids are born with aids- their mothers living scared
some babies die before they barely take breaths
they�ve yet to smell life and they already taste death
your promoting the smoking and the drunk driving
when it results in the violence- I see your face hiding
innocent live are lost- and they don�t do it willingly
think of all the victims that have died from stupidity
c.3
and u got the nerve to complain?
Some babies are born wit clots in their brains
Acted under the influence- so u don�t feel the blame
And you got the nerve to complain?
v.1
you have kids and to them u mean everything
you tell them to enjoy their lives but u never sing
you tuck them in at night, lock the doors- then u cry
the tears roll down your face even to your surprise
you think about your job, your health- you think about your kids
you think about your problems- this life that you�ve lived
your eyes full of tears- you cough and you weep
got work in the morning- but cant fall asleep
so you toss and you turn and your mind just keeps burning
with so much concern that your stomach keeps churning
you cant barely eat- your weak and exhausted
too sleepy to speak- your beat, and just lost it
kids sleeping close by, and your so close to death
got a razor in your hand- thinking this�ll be your last breath
but you hear your daughter sneeze, and you keep on breathing calm
to your kids you mean everything, so you keep on keeping on
my inner strength was found in your power of will
the burdens that you bear hold the power to kill
perseverance and reverence- always set the precedence
kept cool thru the drama, thru the trauma you were never tense
no tears in public- weakness never exposed
kept strong for the youth, and firm for their souls
kept your prayers alive- always kept your faith
kept smile on our faces- always kept us safe
so many sheep that you bore- kept us together like a shepard
when bombs were dropped- you kept calm like a zephyr
and whether or not the weather was hot
we weathered the storm, and never were stopped
many bumps in the road- but we never slowed down
never broke down- cuz were never shown how
so many things weren�t right- but never were we seeing wrong
there�s so many of us that need you to keep on keeping on
they used to call me smiley- now they ask why I don�t smile
for them I try but its been such a long while
the tears come sudden, the shivers without warning
have thoughts of death- but cant picture my sisters in mourning
life is so hard- death seems so easy
I try to keep the faith, but sin seems to tease me
Fall deeper in to the pressure- deeper into deception
Deeper into my thoughts- deeper into depression
But to end my life would be so damn greedy
I have a sisters and a mother and I know they need me
So I battle the thoughts and I fight the feelings
Life seems to move fast- but I just might be speeding
So I slow down, and take a pause from pollution
I see exaggerated thoughts are the cause of confusion
I find strength in life everyday when I see my mom
My sister need a role model- so I keep on keeping on
v.1
music is loud and u feel so alive
all seems fine, but u need to get hi
your laffing and joking- but that�s not enuff
you say u aint scared and don�t wanna bluff
so u take it so quik- its easily swallowed
followed by a drink from the clear bottle
take the e and the k- the whole damn alphabet
the best hi of your life- that what�s your bout to get
but in fact- it�s the lowest that you�ve ever been
your mind�ll float eyes close, then your head�ll spin
spread your arms cuz u feel that u can soar
but u fall motionless- right on the dance floor
wake up the next day withy tubes in your throat
no idea where u are- too clueless to know
to brain-dead to see that u didn�t deserve it
but u got so hi- I just hope it was worth it
feels so good- don�t feel strange
don�t feel the poke- don�t feel the pain
feel the rush- in your veins
feel your blood full of flames
but no more fire- all seems well
a piece of heaven provided by hell
you feel your breath- you feel your heart
you see the room- you see the dark
you see your son- he sees your arm
you see his eyes- you see the harm
you see the fear- you see yourself
u close your eyes- don�t need no help
don�t need to worry- don�t need to care
hear your son calling- but your not there
he screams for his dad � tries to give u a hug
but the needle pokes his leg filled with your blood
snow in the middle of June
take deep breaths till the feelings resume
keep on partying- don�t care bout the time
whatever feels good- don�t care bout the crime
already out of your mind-but your throat feels kinda dry
so u take a shot and don�t stop till u start to lie
you say your fine and try to keep talking slow
you tell your friends your alright and say that your walking home
but then u stick the key in the ignition for disaster
heart is racing- but you�re driving even faster
your hand slips- you slide over to the next lane
when your car stops rolling- your get up with a neck sprain
so you stretch it out and see the bodies behind you
forgot about reality- but now their bloody faces remind you
a family of four on a Sunday morning ride
on their way to church- murdered by your pride
I Am...HisPanic2
Young Rebel
Young Rebel 2
(mama cooked some chicken!)