My Life

May 29, 1987 I was born Picking out my mother's womb I assume, kicking and screaming Momma said I was a little rude Think I saw what I've been going going through Before I went through it City of angels I'm in The best of both worlds cause I'm black & Mexican I was the worst of all my kin There was a point in my life when I didn't fit in Knowing when I went to school I wasn't like the other kids But before, I think I was about four When the cops came to the door Throw my grandmother the wall Truth that her son wasn't coming home He was gone, she would mourn Wondering when she went wrong He was begging crypt Cause he came from the other basement So he went and that makes me a bastard, shh I admit growing up without him makes me a bitch Oh no, all these hangers go, and this is my life Oh no, you couldn't walk down my road Couldn't stay in my room, oh no All my life, let me show you all the pain All that I've been through in my life This is my life, my life, my life Sorta like Mary J. Blidge Only whack through my eyes If you could see what I saw At the age of ten, probably wondering Exactly how I made it in That is how I made it out Six years, back up dancing Only 'till I figured out That I could do my thing Now I'm sixteen chasing dreams That many dream about But I'm on my shit, got what mad Let him paint the picture out I put work in, little later Capitol gets interested Put more work in Now we got the album that we're putting out My dream's really genuine And now the pressure's building up Six little children that be looking up No time to be f*cking up But daddy and his granny always looking down Daddy's little girl is more like a woman now Plus I understand I couldn't stay at mommy's house Mommy was so hurting Cause the man she fell in love with Was resting six feet under ground Oh no, you couldn't walk down my road Couldn't stay in my room, oh no All my life, let me show you all the pain That I've been through in my life Well I'm eighteen now Feet planted in the soil I ain't spoiled in my ways I deserve what I made and more Future's looking brighter then it was before I was running wild in them streets With the boys in the heat What I find I'm a keep I won't stand for defeat Demand everything That gold made me prosper Watch the charts I'm coming a hundred miles, I'm running My pass is my pants I'm anxious for what's coming, forthcoming I won't rest 'till I'm hanging with my pops Won't stop 'till I'm hanging with my pops God bless me, won't rest 'Till I'm hanging with my pops Won't stop 'till I'm hanging with my pops God bless me You couldn't walk down my road Couldn't stand in my shoes, oh My life, let me show you all the things That I've been through, oh My life, my life, ooh oh, my life yeah, oh Couldn't walk down my road, my shoes