[Heavy D - Intro] Here's to you... You have gone through struggles, suffering. This one goes out to everybody in the world, but especially on the street level Because I know where you comin from and some of the things you do, I can understand So through all your travels, I'm wishing you a peaceful journey
What is a friend for? Through rich and through poor Kinda like a marriage balanced on a differnet floor A friend could tell you things that he wouldn't tell another So in essence, a friend could be considered a brother You laugh and you play a lot, you talk and you say a lot But when it's time to feel the pain, you cry and you pray a lot I'm talkin about you, you who have the time A time to be my friend when no one else would be mine Problems were nothing because I had my man to share them with Hills were nothing neither, cause I had my man to climb 'em with I'm really proud to say that I truly really knew you good And oh, God's blessing from the entire neighborhood And as the days drift, drift into the future I laugh a little louder at the times that I was witcha This one's for you and I truly hope you hear me And through all your travels, I'm wishing you a peaceful journey
[Hook 2X: K-Ci & Jojo] (Heavy D) You'rrrrrrrre on my miiiiiiiiiiiind (You're on my mind) And I wish you a peaceful journey (Peace!) Brother I hope you hear me
[Heavy D] In the corner, sits the little girl in tears The shadow of a man overwhelms her fears \"Mommy, mommy, NO!\", the words of a battered child The wicked, wicked mommy has the sticks swingin buckwild \"Mister, mister, do you have a dime? See, I'm hungry and I'd rather be a begger than do crime\" Sure - here's your dime, go make a big ten bucks Now sneak around the corner, get your joints and go beat him up A kid on the streets, doesn't want to be beat So he hangs on the block 'til his pop fall asleep Missing kids on the milk carton A lunatic kills kids for kicks and gets pardoned Baby girls run away from home, huh And two months later, they're stars on child porn Tracks on the arms of a minor Suzie ran too, but she'll be dead when they find her Kids on the street movin drugs, the thugs' growin up fast Wouldn't stop when one gets plunged Junior stole a Benz with his friends But got caught, now he's doin time with twenties and tens For the rest of his life, he learns to lean on the wall And prays for the day when his number is called This one if for you and I truly hope you heard me Through all your travels, I'm wishing you a peaceful journey
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[Heavy D] Pardon me, mister warden, I'm askin for a pass To come for some of my brothers who made mistakes in the pass It's really not their fault, you see - times are HARD And it was probably difficult for my man to find a job Before he was forced, forced to make a living By lying, stealing, and eventually killing No one was born bad, we're all God's Kids So who's to really blame for the wrong that he did? And speakin about the law, what are they for? To beat us with a stick face down on the floor? You preach and you preach that you want crime to stop If you want crime to stop, stop hiring crooked cops So hear me brother man, hear my plea! If you want success all you gotta do is suc-ceed Love, life, pain, death What else is left on the travels of life's steps? In life, we lose, get bumped and bruised The road you choose not necessarily a cruise You giggle for joy, shed a tear for pain There's a lot to lose, and a lot to gain Though when you walk on the streets, try to walk on street smarts When you see your man down, try to have a little he