Byron Henderson - Help lyrics

A long stint with depression
Taught me a lesson
Ain’t too many out here that’ll care for you
The question arises
That is it just a blessing in
Disguise for you to be
One with yourself before you step
In front of God?
Or is that fake deep, like a tumblr post?
You know how people fake sleep, well
Some of y’all fake being woke look around
I mean, Can’t you tell these murders are
For certain a way to control us all for
A supposed greater purpose?
This feeling, I know it oh so well
You’re reeled in by the millions
And rented cars to
Avoid the day that they throw more shells
I’m in the back observing, absorbing it all
Growing more and more morbid as
The days go on grew up with addicts
As a kid hated Math, but man
With all this division and subtraction
Surprised that I wasn’t better at it
I chose the road I would take as a youngin
Embrace my comeuppance safe from nothing
I figured I would be better rapping
Than stashing poison for the youth
Even though I’m meant to
Influence through this music
It’s safer to form a better habit
Is it we’ve got the juice
Or we’ve got the Jews? Wait
We’ve got the noose, or we’ve got the nous?
The American Nightmare had a dream
That came to fruition
People doubted me for so long
Saving them is my vengeance
Seven albums in for my best friend
And not to mention, I went from nicest
In Kenner to center of your attention, Cause
You won’t get anywhere on this
Earth if you aren’t working 100% certain
Ain’t nobody out here to help me
Ain’t nobody out here to help me
Only God’s out here to help me

The Devil is lurking, forever working
100% certain
Ain’t nobody out here to help me
Ain’t nobody out here to help me
Only God’s out here to help me

Ain't nobody out here to lend a hand out
I'm telling all of them to
Sit while I'ma stand out
And while I stand out like a sore thumb
They always asking for more
But I ain't got none
Used to sit cold on the
Floor till the smoke come
Had a lil' jacket for the
Warmth when the law come i don't even know
But could you answer me the question
"Why the person that do for all
Get caught up in the stressing?"
I don't know, but tell the truth
It just hurt so bad if I was you
I would move fore a youngo spazz
But I can't do that
I got a lot pride in my heart
Wishing you knew that
I'm into making rhyming a art
And when I told you (told you)
You're face was like "Now you finna start"
I can't believe all of the people I
Had in my face started changing
We was adjacent any way
And I was angry, we wasn't chasing anything
And that's the problem
Everybody say that they got you
But to be honest
Ain't nobody was ever round me
So now I move hella silent, without providing
I just wanted you to hear me
But you never got it

You won’t get anywhere on this
Earth if you aren’t working 100% certain
Ain’t nobody out here to help me
Ain’t nobody out here to help me
Only God’s out here to help me

The Devil is lurking, forever working
100% certain
Ain’t nobody out here to help me
Ain’t nobody out here to help me
Only God’s out here to help me
Only God’s out here to help me

I could make a whole LP about how
These cops will kill a Mike
Tell him run the jewels fore they fire guns
Say good night i need answers
Trying to figure why we’re
Never unified unless
It’s bout LeBron or these stanzas
I told you take a deep breath before hand
Far as these killers
Engage in unnecessary wars for land
Just to leave us confused
I just carry on the thoughts
Of a legend before me
Ain’t come to claim the throne or watch it
I came to the destroy it
I told you like that Tory Lanez dude
Me and Drake don’t share the same views
Everybody desperately needs a win
No matter how much it pains you
Like these so called saints don’t meet up
To sin before they shame you f money
I know people who’ll leave
You broken for less what a mess
Amateur surgeons how they open your chest
They say we all serve a purpose in life, but
The loophole is that it
Isn’t always positive, Right?
So if my bars hit harder than Ray Rice
And I blow like a Galaxy Note
I promise to stay to stay tight with you
Before they slay me over free speech
Those girls didn’t just run away
Flint’s still drinking lead
Probably trafficking in DC
I ain’t trying to earn myself a win with this
I see death around the corner
And even at this moment, I’m still infinite
So asking if I care if I offend is
Like asking Master P to find a limit
1% ain’t got no love for y’all
And David Rockefeller’s death
Won’t negate the
Ditches they already dug for y’all
So until we make our women feel worth it
We won’t ever know what worth is till
The day help comes for y’all
F it, I probably got it in there somewhere