Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Little People With Burdens, artist - Willie D.
Date of issue: 05.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Little People With Burdens |
Mic check |
Mic check, one, two, one, two |
Yeah, aight, let’s do it |
Heaven lift her spirits 'cause he robbed her of her childhood |
Forced himself on her body and he smiled good |
She wanted to tell but she felt so ashamed |
When her teacher asked what was wrong she couldn’t explain |
It happened again, each time he was a little drunker |
What made it so bad, it was her uncle |
Don’t be surprised 'cause when a child gets molested, yo |
Often it’s by somebody they know |
She finally got the courage to tell her mom |
And her mom went off, started fussing like it was all her fault |
Told to respect our elders but when our elders act filthy |
And you protect them, you JUST as guilty! |
She’s not guilty, the girl needs love and compassion |
Since he took her body but he’ll never take her innocence |
And all the parents with boys take a breather |
They ain’t safe either |
It’s sad to say but our children are being abused |
Give them love and protection is all we’ve got to do |
You’re not alone 'cause deep inside my heart is also hurting |
I feel your, little people with burdens |
She took an infant child’s life and she did about three |
And the judge let her go scot free, couldn’t of been me |
Cause I’d of left hell freezed over |
And that’s cold but it gets colder |
Little man, ain’t got nothing to eat |
Barely got shoes on his feet, his dad’s a deadbeat |
He wants to be an athlete but he can’t |
'Cause Pops spent the money for the physical exam |
Nobody to love who would love her back |
So, at 14 she got pregnant and shacked |
Up with a dude who twice her age |
It ain’t enough time in the day, she used to make straight A’s |
The suicide rate is at an all time high |
Shorty ain’t started to feel yet, he want to die |
He gets bullied at school, at home he takes a bruising |
Can’t win for losing, little people with burdens |
It’s sad to say but our children are being abused |
Give them love and protection is all we’ve got to do |
You’re not alone 'cause deep inside my heart is also hurting |
I feel your, little people with burdens |
Little people with burdens, I know it’s hard |
I know it’s hard but take your burdens to the Lord |
And when life throws you curve balls don’t strike out |
I’ve been in your shoes, I know exactly what I’m talking about |
So there’s the dude with the crack rock on the corner |
I talk to my man, he don’t really wanna |
Slang, but he feels he has no recourse |
But the paper chase and make his neighborhood unsafe |
Never hustle when you lay your head in further |
Don’t let the streets seduce you, don’t you know you the future? |
The girl next door never got any hugs |
And her parents wonder why she do drugs |
Hang out with thugs, and do things she can’t mention |
And always in juvenile detention |
They bought her everything that money couldn’t mention |
But all she wanted was attention, little people with burdens |
It’s sad to say but our children are being abused |
Give them love and protection is all we’ve got to do |
You’re not alone 'cause deep inside my heart is also hurting |
I feel your, little people with burdens |
So what you gonna do? |
We in the state of emergency but you got people out there that like they can’t |
hear the Lord |
If this was about money |
We’d probably be the midst of a war by now |
So if you’re in a situation where you feel where you can’t get out |
Trust me, there’s always a way out |
Ain’t nobody got the right to abuse you |
Not your momma, not your daddy, not friends of the family, nobody! |
It’s a sad existence when every time you pick up the newspaper |
Or watch television, you see |
Some kid getting abducted, or abused or killed |
Today’s abused kid is tomorrow’s abusive adult |
Think about that |