Livin' in poverty

Yeah! Vinny Rebel
Coming straight from M-T-L
Where "Money Talk' a Lot"
But ain't none to be spent
Know what I'm saying
If you can make it out here
You can make it any motherfucking where
This is for y'all that knows
And y'all that don't know
When it comes to being broke

In the streets of the hood, where my people are poor
Some sleep in the parks, some sleep indoors
This problem be alive Big Time in my community
Those looking for a job; got no opportunity
Thinkin' about the fact, that they life is so bad
It's sad! Just look at what they'll never have
No high-school education, no source of explanation
To the problem they' facing; Here's the situation
The temptation to get cash is stronger then their soul
When it's something that you want, It's something you can't control
Waiting on well fare just to pay the rent
Some don't got no crib, so the money be spent
Elsewhere... Some are drinking hard to forget
Cause nobody is giving them what they can't get
Help is what they need and nobody bothers, gee
That's how they livin' in poverty

YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
Life being broke... living in the ghetto

Poverty, is something people don't care
Everybody acting like if it wasn't there
I've seen a little kid about twelve yeas old
He was sleeping outside in the middle of winter cold
Why does poverty exist in the first place
It may be cause the poor don't got no right to get paid
You see someone begging; What's yo' reaction
He looks you in the eye with pity and starts asking
Please give me some change so I can eat something today
Do you help him? Or walk away
A child get's beaten and kicked out of the house
You dial nine-one-one, so they can check it out
Cause he's just a kid so therefore, you care for him
Wait until he's older, we'll see if you there for him
Now he's seventeen... Same old game yo
He runs away, he got nowhere to go
You meet him on the streets: "What' up man?" What do you do
He's beaten up crazy; his eyes are black and blue
You realize he's older; there ain't nothing changed
He's asking you for help this time; Could you help me again
You got two choices; Help him or not
If ya thinkin' about ya' self... Ditch him on the spot
He joins in a gang and starts doin' that larceny
He didn't finish high school; living in poverty

YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
Life being broke... livin' in the ghetto

I do believe it was nineteen ninety-nine
I got the fuck out the door
I had no choice, cause my momma was poor
And it was my self that she couldn't afford
I be living on the streets like my life is hopeless
Sleeping in the parks when my nights are homeless
Tryin' to find a job, but I got not education
And when I plea my case, they don't want no explanation
So I'm doin' the impossible; I'm looking for a place to live
Sometimes I beg them, but nobody gives
Some will even dis me; I show off my attitude and
Stop by the mission to pick up some food
I've got to get paid, cause my pockets is empty
It's making my anxious so; steeling is tempty
The fact that I got no hope, Is a feeling I can't cope
I'm doin' all I can to avoid selling coke
I've got to get some help before it gets too late
I'm tired of jacking to put some food on the plate
I'm trying to survive where life has
Nothing to offer me... So I'm livin' in poverty

YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
WHY? Cause you livin' in a ghetto
YEAH! That's how it goes
Life being broke... livin' in poverty



Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Lapointe
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