Lyrics
What was I? be4 you...
phening 4 the times, i was leanin all the fun spent
dreaming of the lies, i was squeezing till my lungs black
creepin in the night, demons, now the fun ends
seem a different time, now its chemo 4 my moms friend..
i was stunned, trust is in the doctors
never sober, shook, trust is for the suckers
somethin overlooked? grudges often hover deep
im an open book, so dont judge me by the cover, please
please, .... she sick but don't deserve it
every night she weeps, she didnt figure thats its worthless
fight it B, get up, heres ya purpose
cuz every life is deep, unless you live on the surfice
hell is trife, heard u cry, well im gone Muz...
lesson: value life, since u died, its the sore truth
no regrets boo, im having 'em 4 you
i'll never forget u, what was i ...be4 you?
Nightly reminissing, never slightly been forgettin it
the lights on the kitchen, mami writing 2 the creditors
writing been tradition, reciting been the evidence
lining out my vision and im fighting 4 it eversince
...since i was 6, even younger
grandpa sick, now hes 6 feet under
kid seen thunder, kid seen lighting
kid aint never seen his own mom sit, crying
no, im staring at his casket
funeral was tence, sittin scared up the back, shit
sumthin wrong? yeah, daddy was a bastard
mamis always strong so she carrying me past it..
now i mastered the art of self questioning
the art of self loving is an art is shall invest up in
i owe u big time, ma its all true
watch ya kid shine...what was I...be4 you?
i faced alot of losses...i'm lonely, where my peeps at
mainly on the corner.....home is in the streets man
chased around the border...rhoming in the streets again
raised without a father so they showed me how to be a man
well damn, they b teaching me a purpose
teaching me 2 fight, never leaving me with nurses
leaving em despite, reasons that are worth it
even if theyre teaching me 2 smile i'll b nervous
4 certain.....Muz'll b his own man
streets have been the past, and my future is the globe man
seize it with a grab, cruising out these low-lands
screaming for a cab, got me moving out with no planssss
trail this humble soldier
streets'll have my back, when I fail & stumble over
no swifty eyes, shit we live, even raw duke
050 shyne, what was I....be4 you?
