AEli - Eating Me Alive lyrics

I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, call me f**ing Mr. Hide I'm a loser, I'm a coward, and I always f**ing lie Though I always tell the truth, that's how you view me in your eyes I don't blame you though, I have got a confusing f**ing life Let me explain, let me take you on a tour through my mind Let me show you why I'm gangster yet I be so f**ing kind Let me tell you how I never fought but I know how to fight Let me show you why I am so loud but be so f**ing quiet Let me explain how I'm from "Dena" and have 16 friends that died Not from cancer or from AIDs, but from d** and gang banging lives Let me tell you why I know the hood but dads house looks so nice Let me tell you exactly how my city got gentrified Let me explain why I believe in God yet church ain't in my life Let me tell you why am so confident but be so shy Let me tell you how, what, when, and where, who and exactly why Let me tell you all the ways my critics could eat me alive Chorus: Sometimes I feel like, they're eating me alive x4 1993, garfield hospital, you see, was the day my mom gave birth To little innocent me, a few years after my dad Had got sentenced to twenty, years up in the pen until a miracle had creep'd Yea the case got dropped, so for god my pops had seek'd Los Angeles on the east, was where I lived until we Had moved to Pasadena, yes acacia be my street 7 years old started attending Jackson elementary Yes those times were hard, yes at times it got crazy Waking up to some gunshots, 3 dead "Jim's" across the street Got home to my mom doing d**, while my dad was out preaching I don't blame her it was prolly' hard being gay and being married To a man she never loved, with gays being judged on the daily It was prolly' scary coming out the closet when all people see Is a monster in the closet, man isn't that what they teach? But mama I still love you no matter what people may think Chorus I'll take you back to Jr. High, oh boy yea those were hard times Walking home from the bus stop, my bros banged on people a lot I was "Blood" affiliated, swear the "Crips" had almost shot All of us like 50 times, I thank god that I'm still alive Got home to see my pops all alone sitting all on the couch With his head between his arms praying to god he'll find a job See my parents had divorced, see my mom had finally got The freedom she always wanted, sadly my dad had got caught All up in the middle before "Dena" had got gentrified Now we stuck up in the ghetto with no money, find a plot To get the f** up out this place, had to keep all our heads up high Who would of knew that in the end that our prayers helped a lot Yes my dad now has a job, now my brother is in college I'm loving this music sh**, no more fighting, getting robbed Traded a dub now for a tune and no more tears fall from my eyes, that's cause' I don't place faith in humans, it's in God my faith relies Chorus