It Takes More
He was fourteen years old
All his life he never left
The west side (oh)
I walked past him everyday
Heading downtown
Always on the go
He was the kind of guy you never gave your real name to
So young but still trying to game you
But what he was going through
I never knew
It's such a shame
How people change
And I never really knew his name
But it takes more than two to raise a youth
And for that we all did lose
Because if one of us had noticed you
How I wish I was there for you
I was busy filling my own shoes
All his life
He heard "You won't amount to nothing"
Low expectations
In need of money
Few too many choices
And no patience
So what do you know
For a good cash flow (oh)
You can always sell
It's easy to fit the role
But when your living the fast life
He considered all times a go
Its such a shame
How people change
and I never really knew his name
But it takes more than two to raise a youth
And for that we all did lose
Because if one of us had noticed you
How I wish I was there for you
I was busy filling my own shoes
His dad hardly came around
For his child he worn out
Cause he left him with bruises
His words just abusive
The love he didn't show
And what his boy was going through
He had never imagined
But when love turns to hate
It's the worse out of passion
His son was bold
And by then it was too late
From his friend __________ (?)
Then his hands, his shoes
The life or death the trigger'd hold
Oh...
Two seconds cold
He was fourteen years old
Locked up until he's old
Its such a shame
How moments change
And I never really knew your name
But it takes more than two to raise a youth
And for that we all did lose
Because if one of us had noticed you
How I wish I was there for you
I was busy filling my own shoes
How moments
How moments change...
I wish I could turn it all around (noticed you)
We all did lose
I wish I was there for you
I busy filling my own shoes
And two seconds can change a whole life
Well, three strikes your out
I'll tell you when it's all over and down
We all did, we all did lose
We are reflecting you...
All his life he never left
The west side (oh)
I walked past him everyday
Heading downtown
Always on the go
He was the kind of guy you never gave your real name to
So young but still trying to game you
But what he was going through
I never knew
It's such a shame
How people change
And I never really knew his name
But it takes more than two to raise a youth
And for that we all did lose
Because if one of us had noticed you
How I wish I was there for you
I was busy filling my own shoes
All his life
He heard "You won't amount to nothing"
Low expectations
In need of money
Few too many choices
And no patience
So what do you know
For a good cash flow (oh)
You can always sell
It's easy to fit the role
But when your living the fast life
He considered all times a go
Its such a shame
How people change
and I never really knew his name
But it takes more than two to raise a youth
And for that we all did lose
Because if one of us had noticed you
How I wish I was there for you
I was busy filling my own shoes
His dad hardly came around
For his child he worn out
Cause he left him with bruises
His words just abusive
The love he didn't show
And what his boy was going through
He had never imagined
But when love turns to hate
It's the worse out of passion
His son was bold
And by then it was too late
From his friend __________ (?)
Then his hands, his shoes
The life or death the trigger'd hold
Oh...
Two seconds cold
He was fourteen years old
Locked up until he's old
Its such a shame
How moments change
And I never really knew your name
But it takes more than two to raise a youth
And for that we all did lose
Because if one of us had noticed you
How I wish I was there for you
I was busy filling my own shoes
How moments
How moments change...
I wish I could turn it all around (noticed you)
We all did lose
I wish I was there for you
I busy filling my own shoes
And two seconds can change a whole life
Well, three strikes your out
I'll tell you when it's all over and down
We all did, we all did lose
We are reflecting you...
Credits
Writer(s): Goapele K. Mohlabane, Frederick Earl Long, Sylvia Rose Moy
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