Better Than My Job

You see it's hard to be the man that never gives up
Life, weight, and soul but ain't nobody made it but us
See dedications a must
Having hope is a must
And a little trust is more than enough
You see
Little Johnny is eleven years old
Watching Tom and Jerry
Tommy and Cole an innocent soul
At fifteen a man put a gun in his hand
Little homie had started loosing control
Now he's living life daily up on a run
Thinking when that day gone come and when he's under the sun
And on his eighteenth birthday that day did come
Now he's dead
It ain't nowhere to run

I can't relax gotta thank God
I can't sit back gotta thank God
Thank God that he open up my eyes
Realize that my work here is better than my job
I can't relax gotta thank God
I can't sit back gotta thank God
Thank God that he open up my eyes
Realize that my work here is better than my job

See people in Nickerson Gardens it was the hardest
Battle to survive survivin' to stay starving
The world
Is dis-alarming
Kids thinking they can be nothing just another statistic born into the system
Boys ran into the block and they slang out
Pick up a deuce deuce for the hood and they bang out
The homies get laid down
The only way to get out is to get rich or die trying to change route
When I met Jamal and his cousin Niko
Who's parents stay in long beach inside the Carmelitos
He told me I had a nice hat I gave him my hat
Immediately he told me thanks and started rocking it back
And that a time I will never regret
A possible role model he will never forget
I told him yes he can aim for success and be the best
He don't have to be another victim of the people threat

I can't relax gotta thank God
I can't sit back gotta thank God
Thank God that he open up my eyes
Realize that my work here is better than my job
I can't relax gotta thank God
I can't sit back gotta thank God
Thank God that he open up my eyes
Realize that my work here is better than my job

In Compton I felt I had the higher chance
Of being dead on the streets than the noble man
And the streets did comprehend
But they didn't want to get involved turning the community
Back from mice to men
I didn't notice it
My mind start exposing it
No matter how close I get their acknowledgement start exposing it
These voices are voiceless
So Imma use mine with every opportunity of a choice I get
We been pulled into complacency
I'll be fierce if I sit back act like the system care for me
Or should I sat us Black America stand up
We are free and we are more than enough
I'm kinda like an activist
It's not a matter if you're back or white
Who cares if I'm matching with
This is for my youngins I insist
What coexist because I am philosophically passionate

I can't relax gotta thank God
I can't sit back gotta thank God
Thank God that he open up my eyes
Realize that my work here is better than my job
I can't relax gotta thank God
I can't sit back gotta thank God
Thank God that he opened up my eyes
Realize that my work here is better than my job



Credits
Writer(s): Darian King
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