Paris 1798430

YEAH YEAH
YEAH! paris1798430 paris1798430 verse1: ebony american heart torn in two whatching his soul disappear with no trace or clue a brother got lost livin for the city takin **** from the man aint nowhere to run when its from uncle sam. chorus: paris1798430 my souls in hiding thats where a brotha be hidin til he get his due paris1798430 my souls in hiding gimme a call when we can live as large as you do. verse2: tears spill out in anger our black is now blue our blood can be spilled as well but it will not make the news unless were taken out one by one for the wrongs we have done what else can you live by if you die by the gun?
BANG Chorus
Verse 3 : (spoken) so you know his mother will raise him you know like the best she can. and uh you know it could have been much easier you know if she had like another man. and uh its kinda hard being happy you know livin on hopes and good luck and uh its kinda hard having pride when you aint got bucks. paris1798430 my souls in hiding my souls in hiding oh my souls in hiding when a baby cries, you know i envy his tears, so little does he know of the ignorance and fear that will divide us until we are willing to change, until the cup that we drink from is the very same. my soul will be hiding my soul will be hiding hiding (hinding), hiding paris1798430 thats where a brotha be hidin til he get his due (yeah yeah yeah) paris1798430 give me a call (gimme a call when we can live as large as you do) i will listen (paris1798430) i will listen (repeat til fades)