[Verse 1] No friends, selective family All for the goal of collecting Grammys Plenty of stress, a mess I cant see Blessed to stand, I wont accept the plan B Or am I left to take a breath as a man? Mom wasnt happy, didnt respect my damn dreams So what, I made lots of new shit? Shed rather me stop and do gospel music But in my defense, your honor I couldnt vent in the midst of playing shit behind bishop honor Traded my organ days in for more days Of more pain but in more ways Im patient My saving grace was a instrumental tape In which Id break my pencil tip to say shit Though I do get offended with hate shit I made it, now you cant say shit [Hook] Cant nobody make you a man or a woman So you always gotta do what you can And if you get tired and you dont understand, just keep in mind Hiphop has saved my life Maybe you can make it alive, till then Just pray that youll be safe through the night Just be real with your heart inside, look in my eyes Hiphop has saved my life [Verse 2] Two black eyes, broken nose Jumped going home, wishing I was holding chrome Close to overdose from poking holes in my flesh Nowhere close to home Dont you know that in a city where the streets are nowhere close to gold I would roam, perfecting my Im just joking flow So I dont care what you rappers tell me I had some help from Marshall Mathers LP A little bit of Pac, and of course Rak And the Roc man, Oh, Jays shit? God damn To be the best in the mess I was presented I played DMX and the stress would get diminished Big L died before his time But he could understand the afterlife more than I So I rhyme to keep sane, Believe that Thanks to Andre Young, and 3 stacks [Hook] [Verse 3] When Ye hit the scene, I was excited Finally, someone spits the shit that I spit Sometimes, I feel he only spits shit that I get For my approval, like, Here Charles, do you like it? As far as Wasalu, I salute Do what you gotta do, Mohammads watching you But sometimes I gotta fit in, so I get reckless Cuz reckless shit is all that gets respected So to the kids crying, wishing they was dying You aint gotta be like them to get where I am I keep looking down with a smile As the best thing coming from Htown in awhile Please dont give up, I almost died chasing this dream with my angry 16s The age of 16, the grave had missed me So I swear on it all, Im making history [Hook x2]
shit, reckless, wasalu, honor, close