Letras
I saw my pops the other day
He taught me that there's times to fight and times to walk away
He taught me how to stand behind the words I choose to say
He taught me that there's more to life than what we do for pay
Wish I would've listened, wish I took to heart what he was teaching
For the better of the music and the people that its reaching
Tried to stay a float but all these holes just keep me sinking
Hope is hard to find so I get stoned and keep on drinking
Started on a righteous path but took a detour
Standing on this stage like ""what they looking up to me for?""
All I did is fail, all I've done is make mistakes
Couldn't see the opportunity right in front of my face
Now I'm still scraping this grill, still dropping these fries
Still don't know what love is but I've bruised plenty of thighs
Still working for nothing, still trying to run
Still ashamed that my family had to see what I've become
Oh Lord, am I a hypocrite, a sacrilegious con and sinning man
Oh Lord, am I not innocent, does she not put me in a regiment
Why I gotta struggle infinite, I don't feel mercy from your temperament
Oh God I'm not a hypocrite, hypocrite, crit, crit
I think, what kind of person am I
Besides a small time hustler these verses imply
Put me in a Chevy Nova not a hearse when I die
Yeah my money's getting made but I'm still searching for pride
I got questions that need answers, I got sorrows that need drowning
All these sessions with these dancers still ain't stopping him from frowning
Set my sights above the top because the bottom's getting crowded
They say music is a business, I just care 'bout how its sounding
Working toward a way to get accepted by the masses
Old school writer, I neglected other classes
Tried to see the future but its fogging up my glasses
The pain inside me burns so now all that's left is ashes
Made too many sacrifices, knowing I rap the nicest
But they won't acknowledge me 'till I'm where the after life is
'Cause they don't know my story, they don't think the same
They don't understand me, they don't feel my pain
Oh Lord, am I a hypocrite, a sacrilegious con and sinning man
Oh Lord, am I not innocent, does she not put me in a regiment
Why I gotta struggle infinite, I don't feel mercy from your temperament
Oh God I'm not a hypocrite, hypocrite, crit, crit