C-Mob - Stand Tall lyrics
C-Mob [Christopher Doehla] Marion, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[C-Mob - Stand Tall lyrics]
The rich get richer and the poor get poorer
Shit that's the way the government works
They fucking up the game
Promising shit'll get better but
There ain't nothing change
It's all the fucking same
Watch it go up in flames
Will it be easy to when the end comes
All of this injustice and this drama
Has made my head numb
Fighting over bread crumbs
Gotta get my cheddar
I figure if I hit rock bottom
Then shit can only get better
I'm stuck insidе of the wrong place
Trynna hold my head up instеad
Of having a long face
Gotta keep a strong pace
Out for the paper it's a long chase
Trynna get up out the shit at prison
I'm tired of living among waste
To try to cope folks are inhaling bud
They take away jobs but give us
Stricter sicknesses for selling drugs
The weight of the world it
Makes my shoulders hurt
Busting my ass just so I can
Afford gas to go to work
It's hard to stay up in your
Right mind in the dark tunnel
Hoping that the end light shines
Society was set up to make a man fall
You need to stick your bread up
So then you can ball
And even though you fed up
With all these damn laws
You need to hold yo head up
And try to stand tall
Sick of this fucked up situation
Gotta get on track now
When the jealous all get to hating
Never will I back down
All of the stupid shit I'm facing
Up in this whack town
Gotta get away from litigations
And the criminal background
Coming from nothing I gotta
Get something the world
We live in is sick and disgusting
And nobody in it is willingly trusting
We all are headed for self-destruction
And we got a bull running the White House
A fucking dummy who's probably scared to go
To sleep with the lights out
Looking stupid with a hesitant glance
Wanna find Osama he's chilling up
In the President's ranch
And now they probably have a man shoot me
I know they love to see me wrongfully
Executed just like they did Stan 'Tookie'
Never knew this life could be so painful
They throwing fuel on the fire
To make the flames grow
But, I guess that's just the
Way the game goes
If you make it through the storm
Look up for the rainbow yeah
Society was set up to make a man fall
You need to stick your bread up
So then you can ball
And even though you fed up
With all these damn laws
You need to hold yo head up
And try to stand tall