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Hey God, I'm just a little man got a wife and family But I almost lost the house, yeah I bought into the dream We're barely holding on when I'm in way too deep We're two paychecks away from living out on the streets She's a workin' single mom, like a saint she don't complain She never says a word, but she thinks that she's to blame Her son just got convicted, he blew some punk away She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way Chorus: Hey God - tell me what the hell is going on Seems like all the good shit's gone It keeps on getting harder hanging on Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream These days you're even harder to believe I know how busy you must be, but Hey God.... Do you ever think about me Born into the ghetto in 1991, just a happy child Playing beneath the summer sun A vacant lot's his playground, by 12 he's got a gun The odds are bet against him, junior don't make 21 Chorus SongtexteI'd get down on my knees, I'm going to try this thing your way Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on his own grave Was he too gone to save? Did you even know his name? Are you the one to blame, I got something to say Chorus Aus Songtexte Mania