THE BLACK SHEEP Of My Family
My momma and daddy weap because
Cant find no food to eat
The children you know they just cant sleep because
so many hungry mouths to feed
You get up every day and
You hear the poor people cries
Some cries from hungry, some cries from thirst
Some die because of well.
Things are getting worst,
Things are getting worst.
It's really getting worst.
Living in the ghetto, its really hard to do
But Im trying my best yes
To push on through, to push on through
I dont want to be the black sheep, in my family.
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LORD HELP ME IF IM WRONG
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