Eric Delore - Part of It All

There's a man inside, he's got a gun, he's oh so sad
About all the tender breastfeeding he never had
And the kids outside, they're selling crack, it's so much fun
So much money to be had by everyone, hey

I'm alone in this city, and I want to be a part of it all
My life ain't too pretty and nobody knows me at all

Extra, Extra, read about the latest crook
And marvel over all the juicy loot he took
And off to work I go, I stop at all the lights
But that don't keep the presses rolling late at night, hey

I'm alone in this city, and I want to be a part of it all
My life ain't too pretty and nobody knows me at all, so

Someone get me some drugs
Get me beat up by thugs
Come on, pull the plug on me

Someone get me a gun
A little knife would be fun
To make'em all run from me

Because if you ain't a player with that saggy ass look
Then the only solace you can take is living by the book
And living that way is so damn easy, but it makes it hard to breathe
And living that way is so damn easy, but it makes it hard for me
To be a part of it all

Written by:
Eric Delore

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