Story Behind the Song
Harlem is full of projects and ghettos and i juz hated seein them suffer so i made this song for them...
Lyrics
Yo, rest in peace for my n****z who suffered
Roughed in the streets, n****z need to be pampered
Death awaiting on tha streets while rappin to beats
Brotha’s couldn’t get in, no money for seats
Shotz flyin everywhere, hide down for cover
Niggaz in projectz duck down in cower
So poor cant even take a shower
Help the kidz stay away from the slammers
Gang members messin with our children’s lives
Told them to use guns and take away lives
It hurts me to see their future get so f****d up
This cant happen I gotta put a stop
I was a kid who lived in the ghetto
Almost got shot should’ve been wearin a Halo
Open your eyez and see wut’s goin on
People livin miserably couldn’t even go on
(chorus)
No more pain
No disdain
No more pain
No disdain
No more pain
No disdain
No more pain
No disdain
No more pain
No disdain
No more
No more
Times have change but these ghetto’s haven’t
Still full of criminals the police are silent
It’s violent, a bad environment
Lets make a commitment and start a movement
On the sidewalks u see children doin drugs
U even see dead kidz swarmed with bugs
We cant juz leave em alone speacially around this time
Kidz in the ghetto need money, u can give em a dime
That’s why I rhyme, to stop em from doin dem crimes
Give em sum food and that’ll be all fine
We need to make sum changes
Turn em ghetto’s and make em into nice places
Full of different races, And different faces
And n****z of different sizes
Whoever got guts, come and take a stand
We wanna see kidz play in beaches, and sands
I wanna see the children live a gud life
Not a gangsta life holdin guns and knives
(chorus)
It’s JP$money$, standin up for wut is right
never givin up, not without a fight
rappin bout the ghetto’s till its night
not stopping till these children take flight
hope you understand that their lives r in danger
give em a job, a baker or a ranger
don’t blame them for the way they live
we should blame the place where they live
these ghetto’s are destroyin lives of innocent peeps
no transportation, not even a jeep
give em another chance, don’t judge em yet
we’ll make their lives better and get them set
save these ghetto’s, stop the gangters
help us turn these mobsters into lovers
we need you support help the kidz without a mother
so kidz can live with a family together.
(chorus)
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