It is Hard Being Me
Hello
My name is E
I grow up on gehtto streets
No birthday celibrations to keep track of the years
I have slug dope, ran from pigs
And keeped a pistle griped on my lap at all times
Everybody talks about E
Im a bad bitch
Iv done things not everything the gehttos can be proude of
Yah iv gotten in fist fights
Iv shot my colt 45
Yah iv robed rich folks
And iv spent dope money feeding hungry kids on my block
But they all couldnt see
That real person in me
I am not hard all the time
I cry.....
I piss...
I shit....
I paint my toe nails some times....
I hug my mom...
I have younger siblings...
I can love...
I get mad...
I have regrets....
I am white....
I talk black....
I have a reputation on the line
And i am so tiered of no one seeing what lies inside
Its hard being me....
I could end it with a knife
But i got my colt 45
I got bullets
A full chamber
I am filled with anger
I am filled with pain
I have no love to give
I wasted it on someone
Someone who had no love to give back
I could put bullet in my head..........
But then i see your face
Bright blue eyes
Eyes that are filled with love
Eyes that see past E
Right into who i am
For once
For once i can let it go
Let go of
The hate
And anger
Let go of loveless nights
The regreate
The pain
And it fells so good
I hope you stay
Stay with me
My name is E
I grow up on gehtto streets
No birthday celibrations to keep track of the years
I have slug dope, ran from pigs
And keeped a pistle griped on my lap at all times
Everybody talks about E
Im a bad bitch
Iv done things not everything the gehttos can be proude of
Yah iv gotten in fist fights
Iv shot my colt 45
Yah iv robed rich folks
And iv spent dope money feeding hungry kids on my block
But they all couldnt see
That real person in me
I am not hard all the time
I cry.....
I piss...
I shit....
I paint my toe nails some times....
I hug my mom...
I have younger siblings...
I can love...
I get mad...
I have regrets....
I am white....
I talk black....
I have a reputation on the line
And i am so tiered of no one seeing what lies inside
Its hard being me....
I could end it with a knife
But i got my colt 45
I got bullets
A full chamber
I am filled with anger
I am filled with pain
I have no love to give
I wasted it on someone
Someone who had no love to give back
I could put bullet in my head..........
But then i see your face
Bright blue eyes
Eyes that are filled with love
Eyes that see past E
Right into who i am
For once
For once i can let it go
Let go of
The hate
And anger
Let go of loveless nights
The regreate
The pain
And it fells so good
I hope you stay
Stay with me