Surviving the times
Verse 1
Goin bac in tyme at the age of ten in 1997
Growin up wit no worries tryin to make it to eleven
Couldn’t play outside cuz mom and dad were scared of death
Knowing now I lived in the shadows of death
But I always feared no evil and it came to a test
Living wat I know but knowing wat I see
Everythin I’d seen was neva meant be
But it was and then I called my life a sad story
And this story I’ve seen it was called life
Thinking and wondering whose my special wife
Wondering I do is right he’ll put her in my life
Thinking if I don’t im going have to use this knife
Know the knife is no more cuz I found who I need
I call him the most high but you call him G-O-D
Where I fly high and stand on both knees
But I give him thanks for creating you and me
