Tony Tillman - Inspiration lyrics

Aye look I do this wit a purpose And not so you can pay me for these shows You can pay me for my time, but you can't pay me for these flows I appreciate your dime, but you can't pay me for these souls Cause I'm giving people hope and that's more valuable than gold I come from the bottom That's why I'm always sounding deep Pour my heart out in this music like I'm try'na drown a beat I can't run from my convictions While I'm somewhere sound asleep Someone else is getting jacked-up, buying crack from down the street I see people at the shows Different ages, different race Look me in the face, dap me up and tell me they relate To my past, but I rose like a flower in a vase When they ask me how I do it, I say the power of His grace Then they tell me 'bout they worlds And the ghettos where they live How they parents doing d** How they partners getting k**ed Saying they look up to me 'cause I relate to how they feel And that through my testimony they can see that God is real That inspire me! My inspiration You are, you are There's nothing you can't do... (do-oo-oo-o-oo) With my hands held high Til the day I die I'm so inspired By every single thing you do My mama called me and she told me she was proud She said Joe would feel the same He probably somewhere wit a smile I pray he somewhere in the clouds Somewhere lookin' down All these people at the show Wish he was somewhere in the crowd But he couldn't make it Because he somewhere underground And ain'the mining coal _______ gunned him down I can still see his funeral Everybody cried Cast him out when he was living Now they wish he was around So I do this for the black sheep that's treated like the filth People lookin' down and frontin' like they're walking on some stilts Everyday I'm grinding try'na get behind the wall he built I can give 'em tips on how to spin this wool into a quilt I'm a model for the Mun-Muns, the Tres and the DeShauns Neighbors see a criminal But all I see is Trevons Teenagers try'na navigate a barricaded path I should be the one who ask "Can I have an autograph?" You inspire me! My inspiration You are, you are There's nothing you can't do... (do-oo-oo-o-oo) With my hands held high Til the day I die I'm so inspired By every single thing you do Look I don't rap to acquire fortune and fame, Naw This ain't for status, Bugattis, Porsches and chains {Naw} This for Porsha and James {For You} Feelin' tortured and pain {For You} I'm settin' a course in they brain Lightin' a torch in the rain I'm liftin' weight these bars I'm puttin' life in my lines They sick, in need of a doc I'm puttin' Christ rhymes Don't care if I'm nice I'm prayin' they see the life He designed They vision's in need of curing I'm givin' sight to the blind They hurt us at controlling the cycle And in the hood G.D.'s and Folks is the only disciples Ain't never been to Paris, never flown over the Eiffel But they can hear the sound of rifles unloading In need of hope 'cause they soul is just stifled And so I take my pen and pad And I write with a pa**ion I'm aiming to be a light and not to be spiteful and bash it 'Cause through the fire, it's my hope they see life in the ashes This life is crazy, I just pray they see Christ through the madness I'm sincere with these songs I record Never been nominated Probably never win an award But I get something back the accolades could never afford When people hear my heart and say it point 'em back to the Lord Man, that inspire me! My inspiration I'm so inspired by you With my hands held high 'Til the day I die I'm inspired by every single thing you do