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  • Chorus:
    I am living while I'm living to the father I will pray
    Only he knows how we get through every day
    With all the hike in the price arm and leg we have to pay
    While our leaders play
    All I see is people ripping and robbing and grabbing...
    Thief never love to see a thief with a long bag,
    No love for the people who are suffering real bad
    Another toll to the poll may God help my soul
    What is to stop the youths from getting out of control
    Filled up with educations yet don't own a payroll
    The clothes on my back has countless eye holes
    Chorus
    Could go on and on the full has never been told
    Chorus
    I say who can afford to run will run
    But what about those who can't... they will have to stay
    Opportunity is scarce commodity
    In these times I say... when mama spend her last to sent you to class...
    Never you ever play
    It's a competitive world for the low budget people
    Spending a dime while earning a nickel
    With no regards to who may tickle
    My cup is full to the brim
    Chorus
    Could go on and on the full has never been told
    Through this life keep getting me down
    Don't give up now
    Got survive someway some how
  • Chorus:
    I am living while I'm living to the father I will pray
    Only he knows how we get through every day
    With all the hike in the price arm and leg we have to pay
    While our leaders play
    All I see is people ripping and robbing and grabbing...
    Thief never love to see a thief with a long bag,
    No love for the people who are suffering real bad
    Another toll to the poll may God help my soul
    What is to stop the youths from getting out of control
    Filled up with educations yet don't own a payroll
    The clothes on my back has countless eye holes
    Chorus
    Could go on and on the full has never been told
    Chorus
    I say who can afford to run will run
    But what about those who can't... they will have to stay
    Opportunity is scarce commodity
    In these times I say... when mama spend her last to sent you to class...
    Never you ever play
    It's a competitive world for the low budget people
    Spending a dime while earning a nickel
    With no regards to who may tickle
    My cup is full to the brim
    Chorus
    Could go on and on the full has never been told
    Through this life keep getting me down
    Don't give up now
    Got survive someway some how