[00:29.063]When the news ain't never new
[00:32.373]And there ain't much left to do
[00:34.862]I wonder why
[00:40.019]When there's flowers left to bloom
[00:42.455]But they picked em way to soon
[00:44.813]I cry why
[00:50.111]But what’s there left to do?
[00:52.201]Watch them sit by as they make a move
[00:54.932]And let us die?
[01:09.522]Tired of fighting my way through
[01:13.763]They beat us till we black and blue
[01:15.760]Live your life without a clue
[01:18.793]Of anything I go through
[01:20.930]It could be me, it could be him, it could be us
[01:30.923]Tired of fighting my way through
[01:33.937]They beat us till we black and blue
[01:36.030]Live your life without a clue
[01:38.976]Of anything I go through
[01:40.896]It could be me, it could be him, it could be us
[01:51.183]Fighting for the family and the homies
[01:53.677]Fight for things they taught me growing up
[01:56.045]Fight the feeling that I’m not enough
[01:58.482]Fight for you to love just who you love
[02:01.244]Fighting just to be just who we are
[02:03.469]Hate within is how we grow apart
[02:06.162]I hope it don’t end before it starts
[02:08.746]I hope it don’t end before it...
[02:11.030]Tired of fighting my way through
[02:14.221]They beat us till we black and blue
[02:16.274]Live your life without a clue
[02:19.383]Of anything I go through
[02:21.355]It could be me, it could be him, it could be us
[02:31.455]Tired of fighting my way through
[02:34.531]They beat us till we black and blue
[02:36.609]Live your life without a clue
[02:39.648]Of anything I go through
[02:42.010]It could be me, it could be him, it could be us
[02:51.438]Tired of fighting my way through
[02:54.459]They beat us till we black and blue
[02:56.835]Live your life without a clue
[02:59.747]Of anything I go through
[03:01.825]It could be me, it could be him, it could be us

When the news ain't never new
And there ain't much left to do
I wonder why
When there's flowers left to bloom
But they picked em way to soon
I cry why
But what’s there left to do?
Watch them sit by as they make a move
And let us die?
Tired of fighting my way through
They beat us till we black and blue
Live your life without a clue
Of anything I go through
It could be me, it could be him, it could be us
Tired of fighting my way through
They beat us till we black and blue
Live your life without a clue
Of anything I go through
It could be me, it could be him, it could be us
Fighting for the family and the homies
Fight for things they taught me growing up
Fight the feeling that I’m not enough
Fight for you to love just who you love
Fighting just to be just who we are
Hate within is how we grow apart
I hope it don’t end before it starts
I hope it don’t end before it...
Tired of fighting my way through
They beat us till we black and blue
Live your life without a clue
Of anything I go through
It could be me, it could be him, it could be us
Tired of fighting my way through
They beat us till we black and blue
Live your life without a clue
Of anything I go through
It could be me, it could be him, it could be us
Tired of fighting my way through
They beat us till we black and blue
Live your life without a clue
Of anything I go through
It could be me, it could be him, it could be us