Dat Kid Deuce - Ol' Happy Days Lyrics

I am saying this because we must be saved
The Lord is powerful and he will smoke the sinners and send them to everlasting hell
If you do not live your life for him, then to the lake of fire you shall go
You see that, parents

Oh, happy days. Oh, happy days. Oh, happy days. Oh, happy days
Yeah. Yeah. What
Jesus washed. Jesus washed. Jesus washed. Yeah, Jesus. He washed away our sins
Yeah. Uh-huh

Oh, happy days. Oh, happy days. Oh, happy days. Oh, happy days
Oh, happy days. Yeah. Yeah. Uh-huh
Jesus washed. Jesus washed. Jesus washed. What did he do? He washed away our sins
Yeah. Uh-huh

Oh, happy days
Since a youngin' I peeped the game and how they just destroyed us
They ain't want us to finish school and go and get diplomas
They just rather us sell the drugs and stand outside the loiter

They ain't want us to be the lawyers. They wanted us to need the lawyers
They just wanted us to be the corner. Wanted us to meet the corner
Early morning gunshots, overpowered by Tommy Joyner
How the f*ck is global warming when the world is getting colder

Never gave us handouts. We never had a crying shoulder
Cause real talk, this shit's getting ridiculous
Single moms with no help is really getting evicted
And the first offense of teens is still getting convicted

This is not from a movie. This shit is what I witnessed
They can't wait to send a young black teen to the prison
Why momma steady crying, ask the judge for forgiveness
Why you sitting in a cell and you trying to find religion

Should you try to call your lawyer, or try to reach Reverend Pridgen
I know this sound hard to believe, but I promise it's not fiction
But this shit is getting tiring, man, this shit is getting sickening
Ain't it happen everyday? Man, I'm sorry if I'm bitching

Only get one life and the time is steady ticking
Momma couldn't get it so that teen is out there selling drugs
She feel like a failure cause her son is out there selling bud
Spinning on the block and with them pistols where the deli was

He said he had a cousin's house but in a trap he really was
Momma always told him need to stay out by them streets
She traumatized the boy by always threatening the police
He said he tired of being broke, he said he want a piece

And plus when he at home he never really get some peace
Where I'm from the guns ringing, man, you rarely get some sleep
Where the kids skipping class for two lunches just to eat
Where you can pay your light bills or have Jordans on your feet

You gotta drive 30 minutes if you wanna trick or treat
They like this shit getting old, nah this shit getting deep
You gotta struggle a little harder when you are the black sheep
Success gonna come but that bitch gon' creep

You gotta keep your head high when you floating shit is creep
How the f*ck we come from dirt and they think this shit neat
From the land of the bitter but they think this shit sweet
Where they teach us for the check they ain't even trying to teach

Man, life really f*cked us and boy is she a freak
It hurt my heart to see these kids trying to really find they way
It's not once in a blue moon, it's everyday
These kids really running streets like they ain't got a place to stay

Young pups with no homes, a world full of strays
Went from an athlete to a hustler so they still making plays
Went from a shooter to a shooter but he not shooting J's
Grandma tell us calm down cause she say that this a phase

Cause Jesus washed our sins away for these better days
Better days
Oh, our better days
Oh, our better days

Jesus washed our sins away for these better days
Hello kids, it's time to stop preaching damnation to everyone sweetie