Jeffrey Peterson - Scars lyrics

[Intro] Blu.... (Uh) Blu Spirit (Yo) [Verse 1] Remember y'all laughed when I said I was a rapper She walked right past and she said I couldn't have her Now I'm that same n***a she is running after I'm nothing like my father, he left me to be a ba*tard I used to smoke weed and felt I need the latest fashion To fit in with other teens because the jeans I wore was average I'm living my friend's dream, he laying in a casket When I heard he died, man the pain was so tragic I don't even understand what happened I promise you, I'll do it, I'mma do this sh** Jura**ic The music in my system, I swear I beat the system I know they want me dead or in a prison, n***a listen I will not forget them. I f**ing really mean it I'mma ressurect your essence through the message til they see it Just like a Phoenix, call me Black Jesus I'm bout to turn you non-believers to believers This is Ancient Egypt and I mean it [Hook] I gotta get my mind right I gotta get my soul right Before I'm in the lime light Where everything is all hype I'm tryna shine star bright Since birth it was a hard life I used to grind hard white But now a n***a alright It's my time that's why I'm writin' rhymes all night Doin' everything to make sure my Mom's right Hater's wanna politic like John Cartwright You're the reason why on the mic I turn God-like [Verse 2] Wake up early in the morning, I'm recording Seen the new Jordans but a n***a can't afford 'em Stole 'em from my cousin and he caught me when I wore 'em Threw a couple punches, blood from my nose pourin' I just want acceptance from the other crews Ain't have a big brother so I always stole my cousin's shoes Hear a n***a murdered every time I turn on the news Everybody cryin' soon as I step foot into school (This ain't cool) Young dudes k**ing over nothing Cops handcuffing Homie, you could stand for something But you'd rather go out stuntin Pulling strings like a puppet Just to get a reputation doing what these n***as wanted Now you facing life, You wish you could make it right In a cell full of hell, will he ever see the light He can't even sleep at night Going back in time, in his mind, to rewind his mistakes Took the Bullet out the nine [Break] [x2] I won't k** my kind I won't do no crime I just want another chance But you gotta do the time [Hook] [x2] I gotta get my mind right I gotta get my soul right Before I'm in the lime light Where everything is all hype I'm tryna shine star bright Since birth it was a hard life I used to grind hard white But now a n***a alright It's my time that's why I'm writin' rhymes all night Doin' everything to make sure my Mom's right Hater's wanna politic like John Cartwright You're the reason why on the mic I turn God-like