Dying Of Thirst

Tired of running Tired of running The tires are burning My stomach is rumbling Need to eat in order to pay for my daughters milk I'm on the streets selling something dope to them There skins itchy There nerves shake Could care less as long as I'm making this cake They think I'm jerking them out of there money today Guns pulled as I try to evade the grave Just trying to be father that my baby needs Tired of running Tired of running Its beating out my chest as these bullets are coming Wishing they would leave me the money is really nothing I'll give all back I just wanna be able to see my daughters husband I collapse to ground as I'm dying of thirst My legs weak I hold my head Close my eyes and pray to him instead Because I'm Tired of running Tired of running Killed by my own kind Not how I wanna go Opened my eyes To see the barrel right before my nose He said wheres the money I replied its in my safe He walks me home Kinda like an older sibling when they know it ain't safe Tired of running Tired of running Walk up the stairs with a gun at my back Told him to put that away Don't scare my daughter with that Enter the house to a perfect family I introduce him a friend of my cousins family I walk in my room to an empty safe She sees the worry start running down my face And I see the meds for my daughter in kitchen Tired of running Tired of running Could of been avoided if I didn't go back to the crack game He said where is it I said its on the sink He pulls out his steel as we start to tussle Right by the only couple that I will ever live for A trigger pull And I look to the left My baby is hit and shes bleeding to death My daughter crying That dude runs out Trying to make to a hospital as my daughter cries out DADDY ARE YOU Tired of running Tired of running I thought it was a dream 10 years later my little girl is 16 Living in a better place As she starts pursuing dream And Sunday we pick up flowers To visit she Tired of running Tired of running Give up the street dreams And live for something Or be the gainer of nothing And die of thirst -Cspb