It's Going Around Outside Lyrics - Made Man - Silkk The Shocker

Silkk: 

Yo' let me holla at y'all for a minute 

It's like when, I was in the ghetto 

I was never in the ghetto, because my mind was elsewhere 

And if I was locked down, I would invision myself being free 

But God, I got so many questions 

I just want you to anwser 

Help Me Out... 

Rico (from Sons Of Funk): 

I wish that God would talk to me (Talk to me) 

About all the pain that I've seen (I know you seen it too) 

Move on, coming out right 

Cracked out Mother got nerve to be crying 

All my friends seem to pass away (Rest in peace, all y'all rest in 

peace) 

I heard one say, that's the only way (No it ain't) 

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Chorus: 

But I wish it would rain 

I wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all my pain 

It's going around outside 

I wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all this pain 

It's going around outside 

Rico: 

My best friend's house payments behind 

Now he lives in the park outside 

Mary complains about the money she makes 

I see some more people dying of AIDS (I feel ya dog, I feel ya) 

Silkk: 

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Yo' 

Trying to make the whole world invision my pain (invision my pain) 

Trying to pretend that the ghetto was all good 

Ya' know what I really wish for change 

But it seems killas and drug-dealas 

But they stereo-type me as a thug 

Hard to see clear 

Supposed to be one-night stand, I ain't supposed to be here, Mom and Dad 

never was in love 

It seems domestic violence is always the problem 

When I go home (Go gome) 

Hoping once in my life that Mom and Dad would get along 

See my grandfather died in the war 

And all he ever got was medals, and my grandmother got a letter 

Only things my kids ever GOT!? 

Was a trip to the ghetto 

Have you ever seen a crackbaby? Or someone die of AIDS?! 

Watch them suffer and with all this money I got 

They can't be saved 

We all hustle so fuck the color, white or black 

We all struggle, we act like 

We better then each other, we're supposed to be all sistas and brothas 

Feel my pain 

It's better that you know 

But don't feel sorry for me, even though I lived hard and rough 

I lived better than most 

Knowin' one day I gotta go, and I can't buy time 

I gotta homie that's doing 99 

He sending me pictures and letters like it's all fine 

I know it's not 

And ya' know what? It's even worse 

They got us killin' over turfs 

I don't know when the last time I went to church 

Can't sleep, doin' too much dirt 

In the middle of the ghetto, just wishin' for clout (wishin' for clout) 

Ladies forget having babies by these fake playas and shady bustas 

Thinkin' they can get you out 

See now my quest to live hard, a quest to live large 

God I have a question 

Why's it so hard?! (Feel my pain, feel my pain... feel that?) 

Ya' know what I'm sayin' 

Killin' over dolla bills, paper 

Fightin' over turfs, when none of it don't belong to us 

And racism?! Still exist, but ME?! I'm color-blind 

We gotta realize we gotta problem 

And the government? The only time they care, is election time 

And they seem to think the only solution is 

Build more prisons to throw us in... it's not right 

But I got homies dyin' over nothing (Rest in peace Biggie, rest in peace 

Pac) 

And all the fallen soldiers 

Ya' know what, it used to be in my community... drugs and violence 

Now it's going around, now it's going around... it's going around 

Soon to be in your spot, if it's not there already 

I'm out 

(It's going around outside)