Pat lnz - Ghost of PaT LnZ (WE HERE) Lyrics

Yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah
My soul, my soul says yeah

Me and you was never born
Me and you were never born
Ain't no ocean, ain't no sea
Keep my people way from me

Me and you was never born
Me and you was never born
Me and you was never born
My key to heaven

Ain't no, ain't no, ain't no ocean
It ain't no sea that can keep my people away from me
But yet I hear sirens
Another old friend dying

A victim of the I-R-O-N iron
I sleep light to outlast the night
Because all my life I had to fight
I got to go to school

I got to go to school
But I'm starving for food
What am I supposed to do
The girl that I'm in love with don't want to choose

She think I don't know nothing
But singing blues, what have I got news
I'm something
My blessing is coming

Nothing but death can keep me from it
These freaks want to ski, so they're running at me
But I hear she got that nasty woman's disease
Instead I hit the block trying to cross some grass

Throwing rocks at the cops
Get off my land
My land
I'm poor

I'm black
I may be ugly
I'm poor
I'm black

I may be ugly
I'm poor
I'm black and I'm ugly, yeah
But dear God, I'm here

We poor
We black
We may be ugly
We poor

We black
We may even be ugly
We poor and we black and we ugly, yeah
But dear God, dear God, we here

Mr. Man got his hands on my body and squad
And I better not tell nobody but God
If I kill him dead, they may not open heaven's gates up
I best bash his head and worry about heaven later

I'm feeling kind of guilty to the cells we pumping
It feels like God is trying to tell me something
I love my crew, not these dollars
This part of me and you, us, never part

Ma-gi-da-da
I'm poor, black, and all that, but I don't care
I'm fat with big chap lips and I go to hell
And for that, I'm mistreated like it's not unfair

Yeah, it's real hard
But dear God, I'm here
They put cracks in the hood
Put gas in the hood

Tried to pull every trick up out they had that they could
But still we ride
And I realize I'm free
Ain't nothing good coming till you do right by me

I'm poor
I'm black
I may be ugly
I'm poor

I'm black
I may be ugly
I'm poor
I'm black

I may do the ugly
I'm poor
I'm black and I'm ugly
Yeah

But dear God, dear God, I'm here
We poor, we black
We may be ugly
We poor, we black

We may even be ugly
We poor and we black and we ugly
Yeah
But dear God, dear God, we here

We poor, we black
We may be ugly
We poor, we black
We may even be ugly

We poor and we black and we ugly
Yeah
But dear God, dear God, we here
We poor, we black

We may be ugly
We poor, we black
We may even be ugly
We poor and we black and we ugly

Yeah
But dear God, dear God, we here