Keep Your Coins, I Wan't CHANGE! Woke up around trash and papers, still a little tipsy Stretched my arms and drank the last zip of Whiskey I'm so tired of these streets and I'm so sick of poverty If God really answered my prayers I would be hitting lottery But life is what it is, these days and weeks is chasin me Out here, I'm never safe from creeps who rape and beat I have to blaze some trees and drink liquor to make the streets Gotta take the heat even though I'm freezin from face to feets I don't have to change no sheets or cook no stake or meat Instead I am looking for a place to sleep and a plate to eat I don't have to get up early in the morning and take cold showers Nah, I'm in hallways n basements duckin the rain for whole hours I'm walking around everyday with the same dirty clothes as I see people strolling around in expensive furs n coats And how the hell you figure that I'm going to stay sober, fool? When black clouds are the only thing hanging over you... Some money you give me goes to booze, don't blame me for that Fuck the system I'm thinkin while people throw change in my hat I hope the state feel my wrath when I'm out on my cheddarchase I'm society's burden, I do what I gotta do till I see better days If not this beggar's ate, it's up to the politicians to set it straight Otherwhise crime will escalate in desperate ways of getting paid Hope's kept closer, can't remember the last night I've slept sober N not a day goes by without me satisfyn my hunger with leftovers My heart is so cold, I stand in the darkness alone feelin misplaced Can you feel the pain in my soul that's trapped in my ribcage? No, you have no idea till you've also lived on the shitty bottom I don't see myself as I watch my reflection in my Whiskey-bottle Fuck your coins, I rather have change when I ask you for loot So say me a prayer for these dark nights that's blacker than zoot