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    "Gotta' be a betta' way"genre: Alternative Hip Hop
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    Mellow tempo - thought provoking/
    CD: Soul Chasers 'Protectors of the Soul'   Label: Conscience Flavor Music
    Credits: Zahir,Antoinette, and Steadfast featuring Niy'la andPaul Truss

    Story Behind the Song
    In our home town, Kansas City, there is a moc - cemetary with a billboard that gives number to date of all the homicides in our city. As we drove pass the it daily, we saw that the black on black homicide rates were rising at an alaming rate. we agreed that there has to be a better way, and we put the music and lyrics together in one night.

    Lyrics
    look ito my eyes,
    tell me what you see...
    is is negitivity.. or am i just a victim of my society
    i blame my little ghetto family
    for raising me in this homicidal city of Missouri
    but they don't feel me...
    they're messin' wit' my little dirty...
    i see 911 on my pager wit' his code 30...
    he must be stuck... hemmed up in a cut...
    i can't call him back... it's blowin' me up

    i'm a little... over protective...
    i hate it... when it's trouble...
    but you know... when he calls me...
    i'll be out there... on the double...
    and when i come... i'm bringin' my heat
    it's off the tables... it's time to take it to the streets

    I'M Try'n To Stay Peaceful...
    Don't Want to be Violent...
    But That's my little dirty...
    I Can't be silent...
    I guess I have to take um' my rage...

    FIRST CHAPTER... FIFTH PAGE!!!

    Let's take a trip to the cemetery(cemetery)
    (Silent Rage has no cage but a barrier)
    Let's take a trip to the cemetery(the cemetery)
    (Silent Rage has no cage but a barrier)
    Let's take a trip to the cemetery(the cemetery)

    Like AIDS... I could be the carrier

    Let's take a trip to the cemetery(the cemetery)
    You don't want to go? you think it's kinda scary?
    but yet my brothers are dying almost everyday...
    God i wish it would stop... yeah that's what i pray.

    But yet it seems that God just ain't hearing me
    i'm tired of burying brothers that are dear to me.
    brothers that i love and i grew up with...
    now lie 6 feet in a ditch

    my brothers straight be ringin' up them homicides...
    not not really understandin' that it's genocide
    "can't get a steady job", at least that's what they say...
    so they go and rob a brother for some quick pay

    man, when will it stop - when will it ever end
    my brothers killin' brothers over dividends
    man we need to chill for a better day...
    God, i know there's got to be a betta' way...come on

    chorus
    gotta be a betta' way...(oooh)
    gotta be a betta' way ...(there's gotta be a betta' way a betta' way)
    gotta be a betta way... (aaah...
    gotta be a betta way...(aah..aah..aaah,aah,aah.ahh...)

    welcome to the other side of the fence
    peep it though
    let me tell and show how things went
    you'd never believe...
    things could be so good and easy for me...
    then all of a sudden... it got dirty and greasy for me

    i wore... gear every day
    geared up... makin' my name
    just tryin' to have some game
    never portrayed to be a big name...
    but they still got jealous of me...
    they started sweatin' me
    we got to scrappin'... they started threatening me...

    cause of jealousy, they wanted to kill...
    i took it seriously so take a hard look...G
    i use to be peaceful... now i carry a piece...
    i can't endanger my friends... i gotta protect my family

    i woke up in the morning i was in over my head
    but i'll let um' color me bad... before i let um' color me dead...
    these fools tryin' to change me... i gotta' get a grip...
    back up... give me three feet
    steadfast, i can't slippa....

    chorus

    i'll never understand my brothers messin' up
    they go and sell drugs so they can come up....
    but then don't want to take responsibility...
    for the way that they are hurtin' our community

    statistically our people spend the most cash...
    but yet economically were dead last...
    still blaming others for our lack of progress...
    yet in trends we move backwards, so we regress....

    it seems that we're livin' in the darkest times...
    it seems that all hope has been left behind...
    some say the sun will shine... but all i see is the night....
    we're still in the tunnel... yet we can't reach the light...

    i can't bear the thought of the price we'll pay...
    if we don't wake up.... that's all i'm tryin' to say...
    well i'll just keep prayin' for a betta' day...
    cause God i know there's gotta' be a betta' way

    Chorus / ad lib / fade out

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