| Cause I can hear the sky
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| While it whispers in my ear
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| And the demons in my past
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| Wish I’d disappear
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| I take a look outside
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| The rain is falling down
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| And jumpin' out the window
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| But I won’t touch the ground
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| I had nothing at all, nothing to lose
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| And I was use to it
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| Music was everything to me
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| Got through my youth with it
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| I dealt with the bullshit my childhood it came with
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| And honestly I never spired to become famous
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| I was so mentally insane from the pain and anguish that I suffered through
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| Chip on my shoulder like «who the fuck are you?»
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| People thought I was crazy
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| Even my mother, my girl, cousins, sisters, head in the clouds
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| I’m from another world
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| I’ve beat my pain through the pen
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| Raft in a rage
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| That was a long time ago
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| That was back in the day
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| Now my name and fame has grown
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| Its like I’m trapped in a cage
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| Everybody staring at me
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| They either loved me or hated me
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| Lately I’ve been crying when I’m alone
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| Driving my car
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| Feeling proud how I’m surviving this far
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| I have done records and movies they say I am a star
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| But nah
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| I’m a product of a world so violent and hard
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| Cause I can hear the sky
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| While it whispers in my ear
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| And the demons in my past
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| Wish I’d disappear
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| I take a look outside
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| The rain is falling down
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| And jumpin' out the window
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| But I won’t touch the ground
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| I won’t touch the ground
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| Yesterday I was walking on the street
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| In Dorchester where I was born
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| I was getting something to eat
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| I was talking on the phone
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| This girl started screaming my name
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| Cause she was a babe
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| Things are different for me now
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| I’m like Jesus
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| I can’t
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| Believe
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| How I was so broke and addicted in '05
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| I didn’t wanna go no where
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| Though I wanted to go hide
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| Now I’m the voice of a generation
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| And a culture of youngins
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| And respect what I stand for
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| And they wanna become him
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| These are the same kids
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| Who grew up where I’m from
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| And I love it
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| I’ve persevered through everything
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| I just knew I could become this
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| I feel the love now
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| It’s like I overcome all the numbness
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| But I paid the price for it
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| And I’m sick to my stomach
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| If you believe in me you should
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| Cause I promise I always write
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| So when you’re piss drunk
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| Walking through the project always at night
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| Just know when you’re hot
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| You can make it out if you believe
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| I haven’t forgot where I’m from
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| I’m still here
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| Why would I leave?
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| Cause I can hear the sky
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| While it whispers in my ear
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| And the demons in my past
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| Wish I’d disappear
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| I take a look outside
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| The rain is falling down
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| And jumpin' out the window
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| But I won’t touch the ground
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| I won’t touch the ground
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| I dig hip-hop
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| I didn’t sing a role
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| The things I carry
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| Are heavier then things U Haul
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| I’m from a place where most never win at all
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| I’m from a place where base was in my hall
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| I use common sense
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| To turn certainty into confidence
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| Them came the ambulance
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| I got bigger
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| But five hands was a gun
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| People with money know when to pull the trigger
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| We all the same on the surface
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| You feel your life is worthless
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| You can turn pain into purpose
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| So at the top I still feel alone
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| Everybody’s a guest but act like they home
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| I got to have it made a Big Dig
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| They put my foot in the cement
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| When every deal was a banquet
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| Every gathering’s a party
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| Yeah, and every show is an event
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| Cause I can hear the sky
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| While it whispers in my ear
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| And the demons in my past
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| Wish I’d disappear
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| I take a look outside
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| The rain is falling down
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| And jumpin' out the window
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| But I won’t touch the ground
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| I won’t touch the ground |