Utter Defeat from Illegal Youth by Quiel

What it's like for the people like me, living on welfare, ain't got money to eat, shots fired at night, make it harder to sleep, to sum it up for you man its just utter defeat
What its like for the people like me, living on welfare, aint got money to eat, shots fired at night, make it harder to sleep, to sum it up for you man its just utter defeat
see ya, daddy gone, momma tears in her eyes, you hear the pain in her voice every time she replies, you wonder where your daddy at so you checking the blinds, hard to bear it all hoping that your life will rise, pic up a mic, jot you some rhymes, rap about how you feel to stay away from the crime, lights cut off cuz the bills is never on time, you just tryna make a dollar outta a nickel and dime, tryna make a dollar outta nickel and dime

When I was young, momma never had the money, couldn’t afford name brand, kids looked at me funny. Momma can I get Nike? No I'm sorry honey,Santa never came, and I never saw the easter bunny. I Learned early you had to work nothing's given, everything is earned, only way to make living, I stayed focused, in all I did I was driven, when life came crashing down, the easiest thing to do was give in, but i never, ever did it

that wasnt me, I knew that I would make it, so when I heard from duke hell yea i celebrated, cuz if I didn't top charts or was Grammy nominated, least id have my intellect, be young black and educated, to be honest, i really must confess, in music or college I woulda made it nonetheless, my bars became a melting pot where stresses coalesced, in confidence I grew with ever rhyme i acquiesced. Looking forward, I hope my bars inspire, I wanna show the kids, do what you aspire, and I mean anything, anything that you admire, don't linger on mistakes I made em too your preaching to the choir. whatever you choose, just give it all you got, there isn't any dream that can't ever be caught, riches are counted in the things that can't be bought, cuz you can't take money when your in ya final resting spot, this lesson shouldn’t be forgot
I digress, but before I end this song, whatever stress you're going through I urge you to be strong, whenever you feel down or feel you dont belong play this song you even sing along, before I end this song, whatever stress your going through I urge you to be strong, whenever you feel down, or feel you don’t belong, play this song, you can even sing along, play this song, you can even sing along

What it's like for the people like me, living on welfare, ain't got money to eat, shots fired at night, make it harder to sleep, to sum it up for you man its just utter defeat
see ya, daddy gone, momma tears in her eyes, you hear the pain in her voice, every time she replies, you wonder where ya daddy at so you checking the blinds, hard to bear it all hoping that your life will rise. pick up a mic, jot you some rhymes, rap about how you feel to stay away from the crime, lights cut off, bills is never on time, you just tryna make a dollar outta nickel and dime, I’m just tryna make a dollar outta nickel and dime

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• STR
• n.a.p
• new age philosophers. newage
• quiel
• rap & hip-hop
• small town records
• underground hip hop
• underground rap
• Fayetteville