Rich And Poor (Paper Tongues)

This goes out to the rich and poor I stand as a broken man Before we shake I shoulda let you know My hand, it's a dirty hand The place I live ain't called "Easy Street" Our house is a weakened sheet So this goes out to my strugglin' peeps I have a dream we get out this week New York, L.A. say a prayer for me Orange County, Queen's Bridge say a prayer for me A.T.L., Southeast say a prayer for me Manhattan, Hollywood say a prayer for me Athens, Bangkok say a prayer for me Queen's City, Long Island say a prayer for me Jay-ville, M.C. say a prayer for me [?] say a prayer for me I want to give my peace away To the many that drives the Escalade Cause he knows that money don't buy a home It takes a wife and kids where love is grown I think I'm really tired of these washed up plans To be the kind of Thug and all the war-street fam' It takes a whole lot of guts to hold onto your green When there are dead banks plus political swing I think it's 'bout time we get people in the House Who want to write "game" on the naysayer's mouth If you got the money then you understand me partly And if you're plain broke well, then, "Welcome to the party!" This goes out to the rich and poor I stand as a broken man Before we shake I shoulda let you know My hand, it's a dirty hand The place I live ain't called "Easy Street" Our house is a weakened sheet So this goes out to my strugglin' peeps I have a dream we get out this week New York, L.A. say a prayer for me A.T.L., Southeast say a prayer for me Manhattan, Hollywood say a prayer for me London, Hong-Kong say a prayer for me Singapore, Germany say a prayer for me Mexico, Beijing say a prayer for me Columbia, Sydney say a prayer for me Brazil, Russia say a prayer for me I want to give five-hundred cups Of karma to the homeless on the block Next week lets make it half a mil' But they say my day dreams aren't for real Can you tell me a better way to make dreams? I know we got a world full of over-rated schemes I've watched a lot of people get bit then break Stuck up in the system with locks on their gate I know a lot of people who can sing this song Cause I wrote this for all those who don't belong I say we form a choir and take it to the streets And let the world know we gettin out this week (Dream, dream, dream boy, dream) (Dream, dream, dream girl, dream) If I get down I'll sing If I get scared I'll yell Well make no mistake about this I'm comin out of here This goes out to the rich and poor I stand as a broken man Before we shake I shoulda let you know My hand, it's a dirty hand The place I live ain't called "Easy Street" Our house is a weakened sheet So this goes out to my strugglin' peeps I have a dream we get out this week New York, L.A. say a prayer for me Orange County, Queen's Bridge say a prayer for me A.T.L., Southeast say a prayer for me Manhattan, Hollywood say a prayer for me Athens, Bangkok say a prayer for me Queen's City, Long Island say a prayer for me Jay-ville, M.C. say a prayer for me [?] say a prayer for me