Artist: Vishiss
Song: The Light
Typed by: Mark (KonceptZ)
Edited by: Underground (dbroeksmit@sbcglobal.net)

www.vishiss.tk

[Intro]
Yo, People I think We Need to look at what’s going on around us ya know and start treating these children a little better
We need to give them a better home
Our days are number with out them

[Verse 1]
Picture a little kid as sweet as can be
Not a care in the world playing underneath of a tree
Now picture a Speeding SUV in the street
You hear shot pop but all you see is the heat
Now picture I'm dying while I bleed at ya feet
Think back did you ever listen if he needed to speak
Nah, Picture his little baby shoe in the street
Knocked of the foot and he tried to hit you with the heat
Now imagine if you hadn’t of done what you did
You would be a hero to me ‘cause you saved the life of a kid
But its all good ‘cause you know that Jesus loves the little children
And every single child is one of in a million
No matter what they always gonna find a way to smile
Don’t just blame the parents ‘cause it takes a tribe to raise a child
When kids suffer then God cry’s and the stars fall
We brought them hear so when they die then it’s our fault

(Chorus)
May Gods Light
Shed on the Children
Shed on the Children (Woah)
May Gods Light
Shed on the Children
Shed on the Children (That’s all we have)

[Verse 2]
I know the people seem colder right now 
I know you’re feeling alone
But don’t give up just keep your head up child 
And Keep your eyes to the sky (Oh)
We need our children to grow believe in themselves
And they in need some help they can’t do it alone
So we as the people need to give them a home
When things start to get tough
You need to charge through the rough
You know your guard should be up
You gotta be smarter then us
When things start to look bleak
You need to part from the scene
We know your heart isn’t weak
Come on how hard can it be
Coz we believe in you
We in need of you drastically
To be the people who leave the evil to rap some beats
No more tragedies
Killing all our kids savagely
I'm done with this gun 
No more God being sad with me
No more radicals killing kids in these battles please
How can they prosper if mom on heroin and daddy leaves
I don’t care to hit ‘cause you scared ‘cause you mad at me
Just look in your heart it’s in every parent’s anatomy 

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
We say we love them so why do we make the children cry
And by doing nothing we making them hate us till they die
Man we say that it’s the devil that teach hate
To hell with what they preach ‘cause it’s yourself that’s least great
Can’t honor your father or mother if your mother or father can’t honor they selves
Don’t bother its helpless now 
Because they Poverty stricken, shot up a father of twelve
And we treatin’ them like we got them in the bottom of hell
From bad fathers to mothers with coke habits
Who smoke crack with their older brothers and joke at it
It’s so sad but the homes hazardous
It’s no laughing matter its time for everyman to look at his kids 
And then begin put it in to perspective
Don’t want to miss out on how you could’ve been an effective
Positive force on the lovely mind of a kid
So you can have a better environment then I ever did 

[Chorus] x2