Story Time Lyrics

Check it out, you know, everybody got a story To tell, well this is just a part of mine

Yeah

Now let me take you guys back in time, press Rewind, and unwind, 88 miles per hour, got

Me feelin' like I'm Marty Fly, hardly ever a Party guy, should've already been signed

Since 95, I knew I was born to shine, born to Rhyme, they say good things are really

Hard to find, but, makin' music was always a Dream of mine, look

Never had a plan B

So I write about what I go through and what's On my mind, while prayin' to God, beggin

Him to show me a sign, tired of constantly Being mistreated, underestimated and hated, I Hate it, nobody will understand me until I Make it, and become one of the greatest

I Mean, look at all the years I've already Dedicated, I've got an amazing gift, so why Would I waste it

I can't wait to see the look on everyone's faces Ha ha

Every time I feel like it's one step

Forward, its somehow, always three steps Back, angel on my right shoulder, while the Devil on my left, pourin' my heart and soul out On these beats, but with every breath, I still Get no respect, they wonder why I can't stop fightin' myself to the death, uh

My whole life I've

Never had an accepting or loving family, they Were just people to me who couldn't stand me

I've always felt like I didn't belong in this Family, pops moved away and out of state Before I was eight to get away from my mom's Shit, I wonder why

She told me to kill myself more

Than a couple of times, ruined my childhood And still tries, to fuck up my current life

Makes me sick to my stomach whenever I Think about, how much her and my baby mama Just alike (damn)

Tried to leave a broken home, to work on Myself and mental health, without any help Created and paved my own lane, stayed in the House 24 hours a day, you must think I'm Insane, I guess you could say

Writing these lines was an outlet for escaping My pain, feels even better when I'm gripping The mic and rapping on stage

Every time I feel like it's

One step forward, it's somehow, always three Steps back, angel on my right shoulder, while The devil on my left, pouring my heart and soul Out on these beats, but with every breath, I Still get no respect, they wonder why I can't Stop fightin' myself to the death

I wonder where in the hell

Would I be, if this music was never around to Inspire me, would I still be working at dead

End jobs that just wanna fire me

Would I still feel like I don't have a purpose Would I still be free, would I still be me, would I Still choose to chase the American dream

But see, this is al hypothetically, what if I was Someone else instead of me

Shit is crazy, writing lyrics but just

Finding different ways to phrase it, I paid my Dues in-depth, now I'm here to collect payments

I find it funny how I've been making changes and everything changes, got a notebook and fill the pages, friends I once knew turning to strangers, this world is fucking outrageous planet paradise

coming soon, so please be patient

Anonymous

You know how they always say there's two sides to every story, but this is part of mine and for those who say family is everything, I promise it's not

Fuck family, because in reality, you're the only one you got, remember that