J. Holiday

Homeless

J. Holiday


See there's this lady, that lives on the street 
She has no job, no home, no family 
And she barely has the chance to even eat 
So she begs, and steals, and sells her body 
Sometimes she may come off a little strong 
But she's just on her own 
But is it was you 
What would you do 
If you didn't have a home 
If you didn't have a pot to piss in 
Didn't have a kitchen 
Imagine if you was homeless 
Didn't have a job, no car, no friends 
Imagine if you was homeless 
Sometimes you should just look at your life 
And imagine if it was you 
Just imagine if it was you 
There's a man, on the street 
He's got holes in his shoes, on his feet 
We be in the club spending doe 
Then we'd come outside and tell him (?) 
All he needs is a couple bucks 
He's got a little change but it's not enough 
We turn our backs and laugh 
But we stop in our tracks 
And turn the other way, because we got it made 
Sometimes we make 'em (?) 
Just a little strong 
But he's on his own 
But what about you 
What would you do 
If you didn't have a home 
If you didn't have a pot to piss in 
Didn't have a kitchen 
Imagine if you was homeless 
Didn't have a job, no car, no friends 
Imagine if you was homeless 
Sometimes you should just look at your life 
And imagine if it was you 
Just imagine if it was you 
A new day when i open my eyes 
Got a black president but there's people outside 
I know you've seen 'em and we all done passed 'em 
Some people seen some shit last night 
Still got 'em laughin 
but it's not funny, It's all about money 
And I bet you won't go put on them shoes 
Crazy because we're out clubbin 
aint worried bout nothing 
But imagine is that person was you 
(imagine is it was you)