Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Peaceful Journey, artist - Heavy D. & The Boyz. Album song Peaceful Journey, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1990
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Peaceful Journey |
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 |
(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 |
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 born |
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 |
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 heart |
This one if for you and I truly hope you heard me |
Through all your travels, I’m wishing you a peaceful journey |
Yeah, you’re on my mind… |
Peace… |
Hear me now brother |
Stop your killing, stop your killing |
Stop your stealing, stop your stealing |
Stop your killing, stop your killing |
Stop your killiiiii-ehhhhh-eeeeaaasah… |
Huurrrrrrrr… WHOO! |
Take my hand, take my hand |
If you need somebody, you can trust on ME! |
Ha, you can lean on me |
Yes, you can errrr-aaaaahh-yaaahyaah… |