Another Song

[Z-Ro talking:]
Hold up let me hit my Hypnotic Record.
Aight you rollin'?
I'd just like to take a minute to apologize to my listeners.
I just wanna say I'm sorry for not havin' any songs about happyness or bein' in peace & shit like that.
See I can only display my personal feelings & experiences.
And so far I ain't felt what happyness feels like
Or experienced to anything but hard times & heartache
So I apologize for not makin' you dance.
I apologize for not havin' any sarcastical songs
You know that good feelin' with 'em that put a smile on your face
I ain't had nothin' to offer accept for frowns
So for that I'm sorry, I promise if I can sing Another Song, I would.

[[Verse 1: Z-Ro]
I wish I could tell you my life is good but it's not
I wish Missouri City winters were cold, but they're hot
So many situations to deal with, I can't concentrate
A hundred homies & everyone is fake.
How can I make it out the ghetto? It won't let me go
Seems like everytime I do a good deed, good deeds never return to 'Ro
I gave up my last so somebody could have a start
Then somebody got me locked behind bars
What a way to show your love back, homey you a friend for life
For your crime I'm doin' time in the Penn tonight
It's bad enough I lost a family my luck ain't live
Mama died when I was 6 & Daddy ain't have enough time
To kick it with me like I wanted him to kick it with me
Now that I'm incarcerated you wanna come visit with me
But I ain't holdin' no grudges Daddy I love you that's my word
Even though you had me sleepin' on a curb, I wish I had Another Song.

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
These are the days. These are the days.
We cherish them because soon they'll be gone away. Soon they'll be gone away.
On to another place
Pretty soon I'll be gone
20 summod years of calling God on this mobile phone
If it wasn't for my life style I'd sing Another Song.

[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
I wish that I was ridin' around in a Bentley
But maybe Z-Ro livin' lavish just ain't meant to be
'Cause I'm the type of fella that'll give a bum a hundred dollars
I'd rather help out my people instead of poppin' my collar
I wish I could get a million copies sold
If I'm broke I'd rather die I don't want no more poverty 'Ro & oh
Sometimes I wish I was somebody else
'Cause I can't even pay bills even though my CD's won't stay on the shelf
Strugglin' & I'm strivin' & just barely survivin'
Bobbin' & weavin' my last breath time after time
And it seems that I won't ever get no rest I'm exhausted
Tryin' to make it compare the price & pain is what the cost is
Maybe if I was evil I'd be rollin' in bread
Until somebody with a pistol come & opened my head
But my mission is keepin' ambition
I'm tryin' so hard even though my soul is scarred
Oh Lord, I wish I had Another Song.

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
These are the days. These are the days.
We cherish them because soon they'll be gone away. Soon they'll be gone away.
On to another place
Pretty soon I'll be gone
20 summod years of calling God on this mobile phone
If it wasn't for my life style I'd sing Another Song.

[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
I wish that I could sing Another Song
But my rhythm is too much pain
Sunshine is the level that I think I'm own so tell me why it's so much rain
Day to day it's a struggle in my lifetime
To keep from creepin' I be stayin' in the G
No crimes committed so tell me why I'm doin' time
And won't nobody come & sit with me for free
Sometimes at night I smoke a cig & sit back
And wonder why the whole world hate me
So much ambition I just gotta pull my wig back
Wishin' murder would come on & take me
I wish that I could sing Another Song
I'm tired of sleepin' in rivers of tears all night long
No point in wonderin' why my people use to do me wrong
Stuck in this reality until my life is over & gone.

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
These are the days. These are the days.
We cherish them because soon they'll be gone away. Soon they'll be gone away.
On to another place
Pretty soon I'll be gone
20 summod years of calling God on this mobile phone
If it wasn't for my life style I'd sing Another Song.

(Calling God on this mobile phone)

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