Momma please stop cryin, I cant stand the sound
Your pain is painful and its tearin me down
I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bed
I told dad you didnt mean those nasty things you
said
You fight about money, bout me and my brother
And this I come home to, this is my shelter
It aint easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, youll see
I dont want love to destroy me like it has done
my family
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise Ill be better, Mommy Ill do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise Ill be better, Daddy please dont
leave"
No attorneys
To plead my case
No opiates
To send me into outta space
And my fingers
Are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold
But that aint gonna help me now
Im trouble
Yeah trouble now
Im trouble yall
I disturb my town
Im trouble
Yeah trouble now
Im trouble yall
I got trouble in my town