J Dilla - Trashy lyrics

Dealt the hand of homelessness not too long ago Money was coming in too slow Not enough for rent, had to spend it on food And try to tough it out and hope we made it out Moved in at my grandmother's workplace Living out of a car, used her boss's desk for rest I couldn't rest, she told me that satan issued a test Whether we pa** or not, the heavenly love remain If we make it through then our efforts not in vain Keep moving forward like blood in our veins Time pa**ed and money flocked its way to us Happy for the little bit god gave us Angry for the bullsh** Satan made for us Miraculous sight of finally getting out Affording luxury of eating about restaurants and cinemas Once in a while Later feeling aftershocks of the crash living in a pile of debt My grandmother hasn't wept under all of the stress But i see it in her face, deep in her eyes her true feelings She tells me get educated to prevent this from happening A melancholy voice that is half a century old A young mind that doesn't listen to what he's told Makes a lesson in teaching not easy to understand Just hope he withstand the dangers of man Tells me there's times when you feel trashy When it seems like you won't make it from poverty But have faith in your virtues, your bones won't break Life may hurt you, but your mind will heal the scrapes Mind over matter, she believe it's a way to make pockets fatter I can die within an instant, why does it matter? Living on borrowed time, till ascension or decent on the ladder Sorrowed mind, fulfill mission and tribute it to absent mother From a man to another, I pray for you my brother Living the way you living, if you wanna live duck for cover