Goes Without Saying

My eyes are heavy, because there’s no more tears to cry;

Don’t put your business on the street.

Mama sells herself for heroin;

Don’t put your business on the street.

Daddy run off when I was only three. If he is my daddy…

Don’t put your business on the street.

I hate the way it makes me act, but I never want to stop smokin;

Don’t put your business on the street.

That lady ain’t doin no harm to nobody, but I gotta do it anyway because they’ll hurt me if I don’t;

Don’t put your business on the street.

He always comes in at night, I just pretend it doesn’t hurt;

Don’t put your business on the street.

They broke my legs, my trust, my pride,

But I won’t put my business on da street.

They want to help me, but I got self respect so I listen to what my family’s always sayin:

“Don’t put your business on the street.”

 

 

“…given the vocation of service to the Lord…”

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