Prose Ballad
[Verse 1]
At night I watch the sky and hope that I might catch the heavens out
And see an angel overhead us, feathers spread descending down
And as she does she spreads the clouds, shines a light on every town
The rain that fell so heavy just this second now can't get the ground
She gently plays a melody that deafens nearly every sound
On an instrument I reckon that the heavens said we're best without
I feel a burning in my chest and mouth
Fight the urge to utter words I've never heard or ever said aloud
She levitates right next to me, turns to me and stretches out
And says to me she sent to pass a message I sould spread around
[Chorus]
This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters is this
Shitty inner city that we live in... I've had it with it!
This is for the man in the manors where we don't have the riches
Can't put our trust in the women so we embarrass bitches
This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters in this
Shitty inner city that we live in. I've had it with it!
Carry the weight of the world placed upon our backs in this shit
And most the dads are missing, this is my ballad this is
[Verse 2]
We all have a destination I just chose the roughest path
I picked the way that's paved with hatred, broken bones and rugged glass
Broken home, no f..cking dad, roam alone and trust no man
Only bone the bitches' 'cause the no good hoes want just ya cash
I'm sleeping in the cold man; you don't know how much I'd love a gaff
Mummy took a plane across the pond now she isn't coming back
I need near enough a bag just to hear my mother laugh
Travel half the world away, just to touch a loving hand
I could write a sad song, but it won't right the wrongs
Or get back what we lost
So I'll just sing my ballad, for the world to sing along
For the world to sing along
For the world to sing my
[Chorus]
This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters is this
Shitty inner city that we live in... I've had it with it!
This is for the man in the manors where we don't have the riches
Can't put our trust in the women so we embarrass bitches
This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters in this
Shitty inner city that we live in. I've had it with it!
Carry the weight of the world placed upon our backs in this shit
And most the dads are missing, this is my ballad this is
[Verse 3]
You need to understand, this is the road I chose
We're all part of someone's plan but what that is bro no one knows
I feel so alone on this lonely road
I ain't sure how long it is and I don't know how low it goes
I've become a criminal, let him without sin throw a stone
Need someone to hold me close and tell me that we're going home
And f..ck an open mic! I wanna host a show
Let everybody notice prose and see that I'm a rolling stone
[Chorus]
This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters is this
Shitty inner city that we live in... I've had it with it!
This is for the man in the manors where we don't have the riches
Can't put our trust in the women so we embarrass bitches
This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters in this
Shitty inner city that we live in. I've had it with it!
Carry the weight of the world placed upon our backs in this shit
And most the dads are missing, this is my ballad this is