Akon – Show Up (feat. Og Boo Dirty)

[Akon]
Mama hold her head and cry
Cause her son had been shut down on the streets and died
Oh why oh why?
Is what she cries She cries.

The biggest problems in the cities
Is them daddies ain’t there
And if it ain’t about the money
Then nobody don’t care
And then I spoke to an OG trying ment to me said boy
these streets suck the love right out your heart
So don’t believe that bullshit.

You know god damn well these niggaz won’t show up
(oh no no noo)
know god damn well These bitches will grow up
I’m sinking down to the ground of the ghettos We can’t get no lower
So I’ m askin’ God How we can dig ourselves out?
We can’t afford a shovel

If there’s a problem in the hood everybody comes together Just to solve that problem
But that’s the problem in the hood No one comes together unless she involved violence
Cause we were taught to be the tough guys And we were told just to remake silence
The you got them niggaz telling on the next guys Stand and tell them what it takes to solve them

Is there a problem that I don’t know about?
Is there a problem that I haven’t heard about?
Sad sick kids are robbin each other Prostitues and drug dealers
We won’t get much further unless we start helping each other
But they’re none believers will say

You know god damn well That these niggaz won’t show up You know god damn well that these bitches won’t grow up I’m sinking down to the ground of the ghettos We can’t get no lower
So I’ m asking God How we can dig ourselves out? We can’t afford a shovel

[OG Boo Dirty]
Rule 16, brothers with no fathers around
ever 16, 14 brothers now
Too much school to get a degree one with the jelle Others was thuggin on the streets Damn, so nobody really made it out You better celebrate just to get her health
Momma worked at 2 jobs while babysitting hard name we wanna see ma daddy when we was in a drill
life crazy can’t disguise since work whit the shovel And all these hoes around diggin’ me with no shovels

[Akon]
You know god damn well That these niggaz won’t show up You know god damn well that these bitches won’t grow up I’m sinking down to the ground of the ghettos We can’t get no love up
So I’ m askin’ God How we can dig ourselves out? We can’t afford a shovel.

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