Times Is Rough - DJ Nu-Mark

A wise man once said that God bless the child that got his own

So I keep a look out for self

I help folks when I got it though

With the dollars or through conversation

I hollered at the homie with his hand out

Next to the gas station on the corner by my crib

Lit one in the middle, then I slid him the pack

Cause he going through it

Knew the story before he said it

Bet it all on a feeling he ain’t feeling

Children, got two of them, losing them wasn’t easy

But he couldn’t leave it alone that easy, believe me

I see it in his eyes, he tried

He finished and I sighed with him

Let him know that I was on his side

Even though I didn’t know him

Kind of felt like I owed him for the times that I just walked by

And didn’t show him that respect that we all should

What if I knew how much it meant to him just to hear me say

«God bless and hello, how you doing?»

Instead of tossing him a dime

When all he really wanted was a moment of my time

I gave him a pound plus a couple of bucks

And before he thanked me, I thanked him

«Thank you.»