Letra da Música Show Up de Akon

[Akon]
Mama hold her head and cry
Cause her son had been shut down on the streets
and died
Oh why oh why?
Is what she cries She cries


The biggest problems in the cities
Is them daddies ain't there
And if it ain't about the money
Then nobody don't care
And then I spoke to an Og trying ment to me said boy
these streets suck the love right out your heart
So don't believe that bullshit


You know god damn well these niggaz won't show up
(oh no no noo)
know god damn well These bitches will grow up
I'm sinking down to the ground of the ghettos
We can't get no lower
So I' m askin' God How we can dig ourselves out?
We can't afford a shovel


If there's a problem in the hood
everybody comes together
Just to solve that problem
But that's the problem in the hood
No one comes together
unless she involved violence
Cause we were taught to be the tough guys
And we were
told just to remake silence
The you got them niggaz telling on the next guys
Stand and
tell them what it takes to solve them


Is there a problem that I don't know about?
Is there a problem that I haven't heard about?
Sad sick kids are robbin each other
Prostitues and drug dealers
We won't get much further
unless we start helping each other
But they're none believers will say


You know god damn well
That these niggaz won't show up
You know god damn well
that these bitches won't grow up
I'm sinking down to the ground of the ghettos
We can't get
no lower
So I' m asking God How we can dig ourselves out?
We can't afford a shovel


[Og Boo Dirty]
Rule 16, brothers with no fathers around
ever 16, 14 brothers now
Too much school to get a degree one
with the jelle Others
was thuggin on the streets Damn, so nobody really
made it out You better celebrate just to get her health
Momma worked at 2 jobs while babysitting hard name
we wanna see ma daddy when we was in a drill
life crazy can't disguise since work whit the shovel And all
these hoes around diggin' me with no shovels

[Akon]
You know god damn well
That these niggaz won't show up
You know god damn well
that these bitches won't grow up
I'm sinking down to the ground of the ghettos
We can't get no love up
So I' m askin' God How we can dig ourselves out?
We can't afford a shovel