Dayton Family - Goin' Thru A Thang lyrics
[Dayton Family - Goin' Thru A Thang lyrics]
I'm going through a thang
I'm having problems in my life
Steady going through a 'thang
Fall to my knees beggin' please
That my life will change
My life has been good
But still it boils me nothing
Is time is stored
Jacking this store gamin' something
Cause blacks are killing blacks
I gots to hustle while I can
Don't depend on tomorrow
Why? cause I might be a dead man
I wake up in the morning
There's no food in my fridge
My momma get her '86
She's cussing out the kids
Age of thirteen I started
Smokin' on that endo
Kicked it with Jodi and now
I'm peeping out the window
A lot is on my mind and
There's a lotta pressure pressing me
America and it's system
I figure that they're testing me
I fall and catch myself, falling in my wisdom
Daddy's raping daughters and having
Sex with 'em
My mother's turning tricks and I'm no
Kin to her no more my sister had a baby and
She's eating off the floor
I'm going through a thang
My mind is 'bout to crack
Somebody took my sack, I gots to take it back
My heart is in the ghetto cause
The ghetto's steady pacing me
Last night I slit my wrists cause
Jason was steady chasing me
No jobs in my city
I think that that's a shame
No shorties in the house drinking 40's
And we all going straight through a 'thang
I'm goin, I'm goin, I'm goin through a thang
I'm having problems, today was a bad day
My father's creamated
I smoked his ashes and threw em in an ashtray
My granny had a stroke and
My sister's on dope
And now I read all the suicidal
Notes that my sister wrote
But, I must move on
I must forget about the past
Cause see I'm deep in the ghetto
And I'm surrounded by broken glass
It's time to see a murder
My Glock is the object
I'm labeled as a killer
I cause more grief than the projects
With a revolver in my hand
They don't figure I live too long
They tell me to live right
But my society's living wrong
I'm sitting in therapy
I got problems I won't admit
My teacher's a sex fiend and
My reverend's a hypocrite
I'm catching myself from fallin'
My record deal was stalling'
I'm ooting on them thangs
While my mother's calling
Ain't nothing worth livin' for but
My family and the money i pack a 44
So save the fur for the Easter Bunny
Cocaine and mescaline I don't think
I'm a ever change
All these problems on my chest
Got me going through a thang
I'm goin, I'm goin, I'm goin through a thang
I'm having problems in my life
Steady going through a 'thang
Fall to my knees beggin' please
That my life will change
My life has been good
But still it boils me nothing
Is time is stored
Jacking this store gamin' something
Cause blacks are killing blacks
I gots to hustle while I can
Don't depend on tomorrow
Why? cause I might be a dead man
I wake up in the morning
There's no food in my fridge
My momma get her '86
She's cussing out the kids
Age of thirteen I started
Smokin' on that endo
Kicked it with Jodi and now
I'm peeping out the window
A lot is on my mind and
There's a lotta pressure pressing me
America and it's system
I figure that they're testing me
I fall and catch myself, falling in my wisdom
Daddy's raping daughters and having
Sex with 'em
My mother's turning tricks and I'm no
Kin to her no more my sister had a baby and
She's eating off the floor
I'm going through a thang
My mind is 'bout to crack
Somebody took my sack, I gots to take it back
My heart is in the ghetto cause
The ghetto's steady pacing me
Last night I slit my wrists cause
Jason was steady chasing me
No jobs in my city
I think that that's a shame
No shorties in the house drinking 40's
And we all going straight through a 'thang
I'm goin, I'm goin, I'm goin through a thang
I'm having problems, today was a bad day
My father's creamated
I smoked his ashes and threw em in an ashtray
My granny had a stroke and
My sister's on dope
And now I read all the suicidal
Notes that my sister wrote
But, I must move on
I must forget about the past
Cause see I'm deep in the ghetto
And I'm surrounded by broken glass
It's time to see a murder
My Glock is the object
I'm labeled as a killer
I cause more grief than the projects
With a revolver in my hand
They don't figure I live too long
They tell me to live right
But my society's living wrong
I'm sitting in therapy
I got problems I won't admit
My teacher's a sex fiend and
My reverend's a hypocrite
I'm catching myself from fallin'
My record deal was stalling'
I'm ooting on them thangs
While my mother's calling
Ain't nothing worth livin' for but
My family and the money i pack a 44
So save the fur for the Easter Bunny
Cocaine and mescaline I don't think
I'm a ever change
All these problems on my chest
Got me going through a thang
I'm goin, I'm goin, I'm goin through a thang