A Broken Silence - By Your Laws lyrics

VERSE 1 Got three kids, just finishing the third of his three bids Sang thief's theme's..but said when he returns he'll get decent Police said don't ever come on back to this district He's kids can only have contact on the weekend The distance is k**ing him, he'd die for those boys Now his wife want divorce, his whole life is destroyed There's no respite for my boy, just years of turbulence Some start as burglars Then they get shoved with peers whose murderers They turn you to the dark art of streetlife Its where that stairway to heaven's A much larger and steep flight And each night the mission is the same Get your fist upon some change, keep your pistol on your waist Now his twisted in the game And it's a b**h to get away Cause paper's needed Out today, but his mental state craves for freedom Trying to slay them demons that pushed him to these measures Got a fam that needs feeding, He wasn't looking for no treasures, Just something better, but with all that pressure saying.. CHORUS Iv been trying harder not to fall Cause what im striving for it isn't in my sight no more Can you hear the cries my lord we trying to live by your laws X2 VERSE 2 Got three kids and two jobs Was a believer in true love Got a man that went away cause he didn't see that Judas Her food does not grow on trees so she at hooters Gotta make that mulla Her sons sixteen he needs a tutor Never was a boozer but now she drinks liquor in her room Cause this the type of sh**, they don't equip you for in school Thinking her Mr is a fool She files for divorce, cries to the lord She's pissed off from the side of her porch Rewinding thoughts to when she was her daughters' age Before the disorder came, dreamed of important aims Wanted to study but her buddy's had distractions galore Could of been a help to her hubby practising Law Trying to draw good from the struggle, look right threw the trouble But life in this jungle insights you to tumble Her bundle of joy wants toys, needs a sweater She rips her ex's mail up and says, my boys can't eat a letter They need something better, but with all the pressure saying... CHORUS Iv been trying harder not to fall Cause what im striving for it isn't in my sight no more Can you hear the cries my lord we trying to live by your laws X2