- Z- All That I Got Is You (Classic Evaluation N° 3)

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Life is a trip I suggest you travel light
‘Cause life is very far from Eric Wright
Took off your picture from the wall that I stare at night
But you still got a place in my heart I’ll be there tonight
See I sacrificed my wife for a better life
It’s like we got to go through hell to see what heaven’s like
We all wanna make it but who can bear the price
The frustration made us arrogant and now we’re yelling that we’re hella nice
What’s up homie we’re together right
Messing with my trust let them once but won’t let them twice
It’s not an option man you have to fight
A place where we own our homes and have no debt that’s the working class paradise
‘Cause if the world is a cake we get the crumbs
Not even half a slice
I got to to do some overtime just to fix my headlights
And stupid things we fantasize about like hopping on the next flight
Those who give the most are the ones who have the least
I’m sad about the lack of compassion I see
But keep your head up there’s no straight path to a dream
No money no crib so we sex in the passenger seat
We ain’t rich but we’re alive and happy to be
We joke about each other laugh about it for weeks
Some are rapping trying to make a living smashing these beats
Others went to jail couldn’t find a job so they’re back on the street
Some can predict what the next fashion will be
And others struggled but they finally have a degree
Its a constant battle see we travel
Between our dreams and reality
That’s why it’s so easy to sell these kind of magazines
But chicks need to quit counting calories and build a stronger personality
And kids need to quit trying to make a quick buck and get a smarter strategy
Is God absent? ‘Cause He’s not always easy to believe in
I keep telling myself that everything happens for a reason
And I ain’t chasing paper for status I’m chasing paper for freedom
To tell my girl baby start packing ‘cause we’re leaving
See I ain’t trying to cop a new bling
Just wanna
Get out the house and do some new things
Have a full bank account for more than 2 weeks
And just allow myself to buy a few jeans
Allow myself to have a few dreams
Cuz empty pockets make it hard to escape the routine
They read a few a books then act like they know it all
I talk about life real shit with an open heart
Shit I got nothing to lose I’m just too low to fall
Yo I do what I got to do with no hope involved
And If life is a show call me Rosa Parks
I’m fighting for the front row fuck the law

Now put your fist up if you’s a warrior
Everybody’s runing out of luck we know the story bra
But we ain’t stoping ‘till the family bury us
And if our time is finally coming tell him hurry up
Now put your fist up if you’s a warrior
Everybody’s runing out of luck we know the story bra
But we ain’t stoping ‘till the family bury us
And if our time is finally coming tell him hurry up
Now put your fist up if you’s a warrior
Everybody’s runing out of luck we know the story bra
But we ain’t stoping ‘till the family bury us
And if our time is finally coming tell him hurry up
Now put your fist up if you’s a warrior
Everybody’s runing out of luck we know the story bra
But we ain’t stoping ‘till the family bury us
And if our time is finally coming tell him hurry up