black curtains

Singer:jennings, struggle

in a white room

with black curtains

in the station

black roof country

no gold pavements

tired stars

in a white room

with black curtains

in the station

daddy's a thug

momma's a saint

she sing a story to god

prayin for change

the air's thick but the mic's warm

cause you were chasing them rainbows right into the storm

was out on the block

cause shorty wanna be a thug an he listens to pac

in the same streets pops got shot in

a legacy expected for him to get it poppin'

it's fat pete's boy tell em' for certain

can't see the world passed these black curtains

in a white room

with black curtains

in the station

black roof country

no gold pavements

tired stars

in a white room

with black curtains

in the station

he stands still while the time flies

got kids of his own

responsible for five lives

come in late don't startle the dog

to bring home the bacon had to slaughter the hog

a father will fall so the family will rise

an when the feds all arrive

it's time for goodbyes

the look in the eyes of a child all alone

will make any king give up his throne

they look at his son

he'll have it for certain

so now i'm tearing down the black curtains

you said no strings could secure you in the station

platform tickets

restless diesel

goodbye windows

i walked into such a sad time at the station

as i walked out

felt my own needs just beginning

i wait in this place where the sun never shines

die with you where the shadows run from themselves

the streets told me what i was supposed to be because of who my daddy was

but if he woulda' been alive

he woulda' wanted me to be better than he was

so now as i see my son i say be better than i was son