| There is a Houston rapper who is taking um, a more hands on approach to his
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| fellow Harvey victims, Trae tha Truth
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| Joined the growing list of volunteer rescuers after he was uh, rescued from his
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| own home
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| One of the many reasons he has been honored, uh, by his home town for a decade
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| now
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| There’s actually a Trae day in Houston on July 22nd for his humanitarian work
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| for this great Texas city
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| So Trae tha Truth is with me now, from the Convention Centre, and, and Trae…
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| So went down on my knees, I make a call to God like he the last one left
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| It’s kinda hard to get through it, I’m still yellin' for help, it’s like the
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| whole world deaf
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| And though I’m tryna see through it, I’m feelin' life is miserable,
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| ain’t no point in even tryin'
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| They say it could have been worse and it’ll prolly never get better watchin'
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| the blind lead blind
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| You never know your position until it got use
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| Yeah, I know it ain’t nothin' perfect about truth
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| I had this pain on lock, somehow it got loose
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| It’s like we been through hell, somehow we got through
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| Watchin' the rain so hard, like, «What we gon' do?»
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| The sky was black, the rain was pourin'
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| Devastation, wind was blowin'
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| Water risin', overflowin'
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| The cried for help, and Lord, I’m goin'
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| I gotta do my best
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| Both feet in, water to my chest
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| Whole neighborhood’s gone
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| Bein' able to do but wanna tell 'em it’s okay
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| But I know it’s amiss, I can’t lie to 'em
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| I’m holdin' only, in a way, I was sayin' goodbye to 'em
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| A rescuse team in the sky, hopin' to fly to 'em
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| Yeah, they gon' get saved but don’t apply to 'em
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| They really hurt 'cause all they can do is cry to 'em
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| The body count was risin', family members missin', others tryna survive
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| They all know the condition but yet, they help the alive
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| They need help 'cause they feel like they ain’t gon' make it inside
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| Feelin' everythin' go, some was battlin' pride
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| They on they last leg
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| Everything was lost, help denied
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| Shelters closin', now they back outside
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| Home is gone, there ain’t nowhere to go
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| Survival mode, it’s go for what you know
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| Life is real, so now we on our own
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| Government was thrown and they was wrong
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| These circumstances, they really don’t belong
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| Few denied, I told 'em I’d get 'em a loan
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| Bunch of people take advantage of the situation
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| Got the money and collect it with no hesitation
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| Put they face up in the camera like they here to help
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| Nod to the people, then they loosen with the frustration
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| What about the ones that hit rock bottom?
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| And the kids who traumatized by poverty?
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| It ain’t the truth if I tell you they ain’t a part of me
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| Ain’t nothin' close when you feel like when you got so far to be
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| One thing for sure, I’m here to fight for 'em
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| Do right for 'em, tryna save life for 'em
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| Everybody need help but they need hope
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| Hopin' one day God’ll end up bein' a light for 'em
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| Think of the survivors dedicated to front lines
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| Times they came and times they went
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| We sacrifice our life, countless how we spent
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| Children sleepin' on floors, some sleepin' in tents
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| Our faces covered in tasks, can’t take the scent
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| Movin' on imposed days, only get worse
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| So many cries, swear to God you wanna get a nurse
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| We only wanna see us make it to a better day
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| Told 'em the love unconditional for what it’s worth
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| Over 500 mill', why the city hurtin'?
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| Trae tha Truth, or Mr. Rogers, only people workin'
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| Our boots to the ground, gettin' holes in 'em
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| Heard people talkin' but their answers said they weren’t certain
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| I gotta fight, I don’t agree with how they doin' us
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| They say the city back to normal, that was new to us
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| I told a bunch of kids I got 'em for the holiday
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| A mansion, witnessin' less than a toothbrush
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| I feel like I wanna punch through a wall
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| I know a lot of people need this so I’m standin' up tall
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| Before they can fall
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| Relief ain’t gon' last so they call
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| They helpin' the system, no matter if we riskin' or not
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| Although it’s dark, tell 'em, «We are one»
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| It ain’t never gon' be over until we are done
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| I know that one day we gon' see our sun
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| If there’s any type of pressure, tell 'em, «We don’t run» |