Thug Holiday – T 9~11 ft. Amour

==Jordan~Jay==

Growing Up I Never Had Shit, But I Didn’t Complain About This Shit, Not One Bit

Because If You Let It This World, Can Break You Down Inside

An- It’s Easy Since We’re Flirting With Emotional Suicide

When 90% Of The World Is Just Moping Around, Waiting For The Resurrection Of Christ

When That’s Not What He Wants, Just Jesus Christ Do Something With Ya Life

Reach Out And Touch Someone Else, And Try To Make A Difference With Your Life

Because The Lord Know Some Of These Preachers Ain’t Doing It Right

And If They Parents Ain’t Right, Then Who’s Gone Guide Em Through Life?

If It Ain’t Us With These Mics, The Who’s Gone Change They Life

It Could Be The Hustla On The Corner, Or The Pimp Hoeing His Wife

When They Growing Up In This World Surrounded By Concrete And Destruction

Having Teachers Telling Em, At A Young Age That They Will Never Amount To Nothin’

And They’re Probably Right, If Someone Doesn’t Give Them A Foundation

And A Solid Education, The Discipline To Work An Occupation

The World’s Kinda Crazy, We’ve Got Babies Having Babies

And Young Ladies Selling Their Bodies, If Only They Knew What They Were Worth

==Amour==

So many tears, through out the years

Somebody tell me what's going on

And so many lives, but only God knows

About the pain deep inside

It gets so hard, you got to keep your head up

I know you're fed up, but stay strong

Here's a message from coast to coast

Cause when them thugs really need it the most, thug holiday

Just like 'em, just like 'em, just like 'em, a thug holiday

Just like 'em, just like 'em, just like 'em, a thug holiday

==GhOsT==

I Look Around This World Today And Pray

That My Life Will Some How Change

If Something Don’t Change Soon

I Can See Myself Laying Arms Crossed

In An Empty Room Relatively Soon

Looking Down And Asking Why I Fucked

Up So Bad It Makes Me So Sad That I

Aint Gonna Know My Daughter When I Chose To

Be Her Father, It Doesn’t Matter

I Mean If You Look Back I Know I Made Some

Mistakes And Took Things To Fast Instead Of Slowing

Down And Making Them Last But I’m Tired Of

Crying I Don’t Care No More I Lost The Only

Love In My Life My Baby Girl I Coulda Changed

You Have A Choice To

Make The Right Decision Before You Loose

What You Most Treasure In Your Life

Before You Know It It’s All Too Soon

That You All Alone In A Dark Empty Room

==Amour==

So many tears, through out the years

Somebody tell me what's going on

And so many lives, but only God knows

About the pain deep inside

It gets so hard, you got to keep your head up

I know you're fed up, but stay strong

Here's a message from coast to coast

Cause when them thugs really need it the most, thug holiday

Just like 'em, just like 'em, just like 'em, a thug holiday

Just like 'em, just like 'em, just like 'em, a thug holiday

==Amour==

This is for my people in the ghetto

I'm calling out, calling out

To all my thugs in the ghetto

Calling out, calling out

It gets hard sometimes, but you

Got to keep your head up, and be strong

Here's a message from coast to coast

Cause when them thugs really need it the most, a thug holiday

Here go one for bad luck, hell against that a nigga wouldn't have none

But when I think about it, what would I be without my gun

How could I, get away from the po-po's, if a, nigga couldn't run

And how was I given a daughter when I always prayed for a son

Life is crazy ain't it, sometimes I even think the same thing

I've been waiting on freeing the ring hell but ain't a thang changed

And I lost my brother in the struggle, Taterhead done lost his mother

And I'm thinking about it who's mine's who gone raise my brother

Not to be a thug, stay in school, don't use drugs

Who'll teach him right from wrong and show them boys, true love

So I pray for the better days, face the bomb had a run-a-ways

And, I put my guns away and I pray for peace on Sundays, it's crazy ain't it

Just like the soldiers, that ain't coming home this year

Just like the fellas, in prison, we miss you so much for real

What about the children, who ran away, that ain't coming home today

Well here's a message from coast to coast

Cause when them thugs really need it the most a thug holiday

Just like 'em, just like 'em, just like 'em, a thug holiday

Just like 'em, just like 'em, just like 'em, a thug holiday

Here go one for, all these killings and all these conflicts in religion

See the Muslims, Jews and Christians but know they are all God's children

There's only, one him, plus ain't none of y'all confronting him

So blind in our own minds we wouldn't even know God if we was in front of him

And, I read your books know all your remixes to the bottom

What about a, verse for the thugs curled with drugs and survival

That's asking chapels naming Martin, Malcolm and Farrakhan

In all my history books, only one died was the Americans

And, that's point of my, who's responsible for Vietnam

And, hold on there's more, we had two World Wars

And, how come the judges make more than the teachers is making

When they the ones raising all the taxes and got us fighting for education

Life is crazy ain't it