[Hook: Hip-naughtic Sean]
You see me in the streets, walkin' around with a smile
You think my life is good and everything is fine
I'm fresh on the outside, but inside I got bruises
Walk in my shoes, you'll see what I've been through
[Bridge: Hip-naughtic Sean]
Nobody really cares bout the sh** I'm goin' through
Till I make a song bout it then you goin' through it too
Got feelings I don't express till I'm live in the booth
I give you heart and soul,this the stories of my pain
[VERSE 1: Tumie]
Yeah
The cuss words? yeah I heard 'em
The beatings? yeah I saw 'em
He never bothered to gimme a parenting love, now I know it
Responsibility, you ain't know it
Used to blame mom, till she showed me
The scars that remains and how you used to beat her soul up for nothing
Man, life is hard, it never comes easy
Worthy women, never treat 'em cheaply
I ain't gonna forgive for the right reasons
Now you know how my heart's beatin'
Hope not to love again, pain deeply
Never stayed with mommy when I was six
Now all I think bout is the beating
Got a picture of you when she saw me
What? was I made out of love, I ain't even know it
Or conceived over your needs, I ain't even know it
That's what I keep on askin' myself
Every time I go to sleep
Mommy told me believe in yourself
Now I feel like my faith is weak
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Hip-naughtic Sean]
Prrraaah
Okay I grew up fast, I grew up with no dad
Come to think about it man I grew up sad
No father figure told myself to be a man
First kid out of four, yeah I had to be a man
If I had one wish, it'd be for mama to be happy
I pray every night, I hope God hears me
Dad taught me how to tie my shoes
Dad taught me how to ride a bike
Dad taught me how to fly a kite
f** no! He ain't taught me sh**
The streets raised me
And the G's taught me
And my mama told me
That boy respect yourself, uh
Take care of yourself
Boy think before you act
And because of that now I spit life in my raps, uh
Tears can take out the pain
The scars in your heart will remain
Sometimes I wonder who the f** I am
Looking in the mirror still it makes no sense
[Hook]
[VERSE 3: Tumie]
Yeah
I say, stories of my pain n***a
Had a Glock in his safe n***a
I was a coward to pull a trigger
Though they say, we learn from wrongs
My dad was bad like the rest of y'all
Pretend to care for a moment though
When a n***a gone, you speak your mind dawg
A reason I don't fvck with no fvck boys
Pray to God that I'll never fall
With my back against the wall
A n***a be ready to fight odds
Even when em demons roar
Haunted by these nightmares,of the bottom
These other rappers lying, on the booth I'm the truth hoe
Said I'm the truth
Leaving you without a clue
And I kick it, kung fu
And my clique do too
You can ask whoever dude, I'm the king of the hood
They all respect me, I'm a religion to the hood
[Hook]