Broken man

I'm just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Cold and empty hands with a pocket full of earth

Just a broken man living on a fallen earth

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I'm just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Cold and empty hands with a pocket full of earth

Just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Run along, run along, run along

Running from bullets avoiding the pain

Umbrella is open avoiding the rain

Growing up in BK during the crack era

I was destined for self destruction

Destined to hell's corruption

Destined to deal drugs and trigger the shells combustion

I'm a calamity child the sanity's fucked the family's wild

Is there anything else we could make any worse then throw on the pile

I stay prepared for the worst outcome

Avoiding the tornados curse with a burst of an out run

The program of a broken home make a grown man feel alone

And the loneliness could make a grown man wanna peel the chrome

That's my not so fond memories of the past

Misguided mentality illegally striving for the cash

Had to get it together instead of ending with a conclusion

That could make everything seem I'm living a scheme in illusion

I'm wondering how much more the soul could bear

Put my hands together faithfully and say a prayer

I'm just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Cold and empty hands with a pocket full of earth

Just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Run along, run along, run along now

I'm just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Cold and empty hands with a pocket full of earth

Just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Run along, run along, run along

Calculating catastrophe when disaster's gonna run after me

Avoiding the acts of blasphemy my family's living happily

Friends turn enemies when the money ain't right

And go quickly from brotherly love to son we ain't tight

That's the behind the scenes that'll find your dreams and convert them into a nightmare

The unpredictable part of life that doesn't fight fair

Thinking the thought of the criminal mind

Avoiding the love of the spiritual kind

Living in Bliss when the spirit is blind

Ignorant kids with a limit of time

I'm glad I cleaned up my act

But it doesn't mean that I could never go back

On the contrary I'm a monster that's been sedated

I am sort of a mess like a cut when the blade is serrated

If it wasn't for God's grace I'd be a bomb of hate

Detonating with the odds against the fate of the human race

I'm still wondering how much the soul could bear

Put my hands together faithfully and say a prayer

I'm just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Cold and empty hands with a pocket full of earth

Just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Run along, run along, run along now

I'm just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Cold and empty hands with a pocket full of earth

Just a broken man living on a fallen earth

Run along, run along, run along