Snaz - Homeless / Real Talk lyrics

[Intro: Julius Luciano] It's hard to estimate the nation's homeless population So we shouldn't add them into the equation That's what people think See we shouldn't wait for the Census Bureau to acknowledge them We a part of them A chain is only as strong as its weakest link Before we reach the brink of destruction, we can reach an understanding At least I'm wishing we would Its aight, I'm a bum too By which i mean B.U.M A Brother Unfairly Misunderstood #truestory [Verse 1: Julius Luciano] Yo, where I'm from the have-nots feel like refugees With no refuge, I'm trapped, who's gonna rescue me All of my life I've been caught in this fight I'm in a boxing ring, no referee As a child I was homeless, wait let me strike a scene Eleven years old, been in these scary streets for weeks With one parent, my family portrait never been complete I'm asking every pedestrian to spare some sympathy They stare as if I reek of excrement They speak so arrogant and keep Their distance as if they can't bare the stench of me They scared as if I reach, and steal their sh** But I'm innocent. Never been a thief Can't spare a cent to me Embarra**ment's the least of my concerns What to do now? Me and my family stuck on the ground Stomach is starting to rumble and growl Clenching it tight to muffle the sound Starting to feel like a stray dog But at least they get picked up by the pound Down on my luck, no luck to be found I pray to God, looking up in the clouds [Hook 1: Julius Luciano] A young n***a with no place to go, and you can see I'm homeless Switch the "m" for a "p", and now I'm hopeless I'm losin' my mind How will I focus? Where will I go? Where will I go? Feels like I'm walking round aimlessly I'm so lost, feels like I've lost days of sleep As I fall, to my knees, somebody pray for me O woah Where will I go? Where will I go? [Verse 2: Kenny Siegel] In case you wonder why I don't mind stunting A skeeting for an hour has been a long time coming I was a little n***a, who was homeless Who's empty pockets needed a fill-up But I wasn't approached by a Drummond Live or cats got k**ed for kicks and ba** Nope not drumming Talking low-tops and coke rocks from know-nots dumbing .45 busting Wasn't old enough to go job-hunting Standing 4'5" hustling Picture that like camera-men Our society is garbage If home is where the heart is This is why I'm heartless This is why I'm starving Flashbacks of raindrops drizzling while your dark b**h Sitting by the park bench Like this is my apartment This is why my bars sick Their darker than the tar-pit I should feel like I'm carsick From so much drive, f** them haters who mouth-run Failure is an option, not just a possible outcome [Hook 1: Julius Luciano] [Verse 3: Demetrius Capone] Ok. This is real talk sh** Sleeping on the park bench Starving as darkness falls And we all kids Talking to God, saying we drowning Where's our ship? Noah's Ark departed without us Now we got this hardship No apartment, car, or house And now my savage heart gets Darker than the darkness Now this cat is heartless I'm praying for some brighter days so I can talk sh** I'm waiting on my father's grave so I can hauk spit All of my aunts disowned us And now we all alone plus They called the law on us To throw us off in a foster home Cuz we never had a home to call our own But y'all can go s** our f**ing dicks you f**ing b**hes Now that we all are grown up I'm trying to buy a house and a childhood Ask me for a handout, I wish thou would If you ain't been through what I been through, then I don't trust you If you ain't struggled, then hustled, n***a f** you [Hook 2: Kobe] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Our father, who are in heaven Hope you hear me, man these streets are crazy, yeah Our father, hope you hear me I know you see me Man this is all I got, okay? This is all I got, okay? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 4: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] I'm from a place where enemies keep Glocks exploding So I burn beef like pots without non-stick coating Watch the profit you clock, or your guap get stolen Protect yourself at all time, I don't mean cops and Trojans Cops patrolling and raiding sh** n***as without electricity get it turned on themselves, Raiden sh** You gotta have a strong will to escape the sh** Cause success is related to Will, like Jaden Smith I'm married now, the hustle-games' my b**h Dedication is the anchor that holds down a relationship I told her 'You Belong With Me', Taylor Swift Persistence is a virtue, like patience is My n***as trying to get major rich, selling green plants Selling out the Garden, like when major teams play the Knicks I'm from where n***as end up in jail or the morgue Fallen soldiers live by, and fell by the sword Them hammers hit everything except nails through a board People hollering bout college, but you'll (Yale) get ignored Hustler's got no Focus, so to hell with a Ford People pushing whips, you wonder who the hell could afford More souls get sold than Hell could afford Cops watching everything, but fail to record Police brutality, these streets is Amity-Ville I see calamity, what I speak is actually real I'm speaking candidly, I need a piece of sanity But I'm trying to feed my fam, even if people have to be k**ed Real recognize real if you don't seem familiar If the truth hurts, then what I speak will k** ya Life is hard, in fact, damn right unfair But I'm a winner n***a, damn right f** yeah I'm living like I don't have one care But I'm a stay drawn until I'm roommates with the Man upstairs Kobe sing [Hook 2: Kobe]