Topi - Just Listen lyrics

[Verse 1:] As I pick up this pen Allow me to repent I give my life to God With the faith that he sent His Son, to die Just listen Why? Submission My testimony might make you cry My parents set sail From the motherland of Africa A journey that turns Some into human traffickers American dreams.. Life ain't what it seems.. Apartment lease is up I hate when momma screams.. Daddy always bitter Beat my bu*t with a belt Put my head in my pillow So much pain that I felt All my teachers concerned Memories that I burned.. The feeling of belonging Is one for which I yearned- Turned into an artist So I could leave the apartment Drew myself with a house And a dog and some pretty orchids A white Pickett fence And me picking up the mail When reality s**s Imagination doesn't fail Failing to fit in Maybe it's cuz of my name No name brand clothes Didn't dress the same As him Or her And I Concur That I Was far from cool More than lame Just listen Back when I was eating free lunch Chocolate milk and gourmet Food in a tray Unless I realized the only reason Why it was free Was cuz my parents filed for it And they couldn't pay Paying attention to kids With lunch that was packed In a brown sack Same families that were stacked Walking into school With 5s 10s and 20s Me collecting quarters Nickels, dimes, and pennies Penny for your thoughts How you think that had me Feelin?? Countless nights wide awake Staring at the ceiling Sealing my lips and hiding the hurt I was concealing People like to judge When everything ain't appealing Peeling back the onion A layer at a time I hope you listening This when I started to rhyme Around the time my parents Sent me to a boarding, school Tryna spit game to all the girls What a, fool Started tryna court A girl named Courtney I was like eleven She was bout thirteen Grew close fast Talked about our past Told her I was mad Cuz I never saw my dad Out past curfew I remember the night Sky full of stars like her eyes They were bright She looked at me I remember it like it was taped And told me By her own stepdad she was raped Her mom didn't believe her She decided to leave her Off at this boarding school As a way to relieve her Just listen.. Oh Just listen... [Verse 2:] Guess my life could be worse.... Maybe I'm not under a curse.. After that night Courtney was my first kiss She believed in God Showed me my ignorant bliss One Sunday she said Let's ride the church bus! For the first time I didn't fight it or fuss Swear I saw the spirit Descend upon me Foreal This before the movie I saw heaven is Foreal Four real months No longer living a lie Wrote Courtney a poem And realized I Have a way with words Adjectives and verbs Never woulda thought That I'd be this kinda guy Then I got some news Didn't know how to reply Pops said I had to tell The boarding school goodbye As we drove off Looked at Courtney in the eye One last glance We both started to cry Moved in with my uncle Up in Village, Greeeeen Always felt alone Community was, mean Immunity was, low Too sick of life to, go Anywhere but, home Anywhere but, home Cuz home is where yo heart is I was feeling heartless Lost touch with my faith.. Wondering where God is..... Institutional oppression.. Identifying as a n***a Became my obsession.... And though I tried to fit in... I WAS ALWAYS LEFT OUT.. Wrote some other girls poems.. I WAS LET DOWN... Didn't see my own parents... I WAS ALWAYS STRESSED OUT... Even hated my appearance... I WOULD ALWAYS DRESS DOWN... Middle school adolescence.. Learned a lot of life lessons.. I was dealing with depression.. All my feelings in suppression.. One day I looked at a knife Like I could paint the kitchen With my life Add some dark red To the kitchen floor Because if I was dead They could not ignore Me anymore No longer doubt me.. They'd cry for me And sing about me.. Yeh, they'd sing about me... (x2) Just listen.. (x3) [Verse 3:] Thank God I'm still alive I had my pen and my pad I realized that pa**ion is power And power I had Finally coming to grips With the fact that bloods and crips Fienin' for a meaning On the corner And they leaning On the lean Seen with promethazine Keen on keeping magazines Loaded Might blow ya top off For some green Bloated Type of life that will make you sick You better learn how to runaway quick Or be ready to use that stick You might die acting tough As a diamond in the rough Lessons that I learned Certifications I earned On the real But anyway I didn't slang dope My life so broken God was my only hope Some say I'm fake When I say I'm saved Though I make mistakes I'm not enslaved So. Let. A Sinner. Live My. Life. Is Not. A Lie I. Don't. Have Much. To Give But. Lord Knows. I Try This whole EP is my letter to God Chapter 1 I tell em "All I Know" Want me as a slave And never ever on top But I "BEEN ON IT" Coming up from below That's chapter 2 You can do, it all Unless you "Get Funky" Til you fall Chapter 3 not helping me excel And To my exes this a hard sell... But I "Wish You Well" That sums up Chapter 4... Had to swallow my pride.. Just to open the door- And walk up into Heavens Postal office Leave this letter behind Why should I be a fake? When God can read my mind Yeh Exploring fine lines Yeh And telling my story.. So if you "Just Listen" You'll know who to give the glory.. [Outro:] As you walk these fine lines You'll find Many will peek your mind And a**ume you've become blind Although they question your path Always bath Your soul in prayer Be aware Demons dare The brave To be a slave But do you Live and learn.. sh** happens And bridges burn Remain in Christ And never yearn Be patient Wait your turn People will scrutinize And wish for your demise Let that be no surprise Like the sun you will rise I know your heart is tainted But that's the beauty of it You're justified by God So they don't have to love it *whisper* Fine Lines