Scarface - Sorry 4 What Lyrics
Is anybody out there... [Scarface]I swear I feel so all alone, back down on my knees againHopin you can keep me strong, 'cause I can't hardly sleep tonightI took too many sleepin pills, I drunk too many Miller LitesAnd I can feel the Reaper near, so please forgive me for my sinsI am just another man, sorry for the pain that I've causedI know that you'll understand, these demons'll drive me - insaneI've been goin mad, rightly oughta blow out my brains'Cause I'm hurtin bad but I'm fightin... blast, on the other dayThese problems got me usin more drugs, along with the other thingsI'm slowly fading into my thoughts, (come against me, bring it on! )And I'm driftin in and outta space, and I don't believe I'm wakin upWith the alcohol, them drinks, drift me to another worldWhere the sunshine stay shinin, I think I was finna urlMom, can ya look at me? This ain't what I used to beTomorrow, I'll be somebody else, 'cause I ain't been meI can't seem to shake these, I'll put that there on every dayBoy tryna figure me out, is like Lamar changingBut my childhood was *****ed up - raised rowdy by a single momsShe told me my daddy didn't give a *****, she ain't let him do his jobSeventh grade; failing, and I don't know my next of kinThese days in these *****ed up ways, who the ***** are them?My daddy had three other kids, but I ain't never seen 'emSo, ain't no sense in coming around now, you ain't been here befo'It's sad but I ain't feelin nuttin, my whole life's been a *****in mazeAnd when I tried to locate my siblings, they were gone awayLost inside they other things, *****ed me then, *****ed me nowQuick to tell me "Show you some love" nigga show you HellAin't no love I'm feelin here, I ain't never felt this vileMomma - did you really love me, or was I just a child?Said it, outside, I knew you seen it in my faceI wasn't really happy here, but I was forced to lead the wayCopped me a Cheverolet, drift away to the other side just to thinkIf I get to see Heaven, I can thank you for the rideAnd thank you for my other kids and even thoughThey mommas won't admit that they can't make it but bad, Low on the child support - always been bad boo, tryna make me out to beThe bad guy that I really ain't, ***** so quick to hassle me'Cause I don't see my kids enough, but I make the time to pick 'em upBut you find somethin to stick in my face - it ain't me *****in upIt's bad enough, face to face, always wanna catch a caseSo bad, they'll try an get me they make me - and what takes the cakeIs the whole world is *****in up, daddy know where the weankess atAnd you spoke lies to ya old mans eyes, how could you sleep wit that?Jepordize everything, just for searchin for larger lifeSacrificin the whole family, with no regards to ChristFunny how people can take this shit for granted, right?But then reality strikes, and changes things overnightI thank the Lord for watchin over me, though I'm prone to doin wrongI repent religiously, hopin that the weak get strongWhen the heat get's on {*wind blowing*}Hopin that the weak get strong, when the heat get's on[Talking - echo after each pause]Ya know... there's 3 different stages of lifeEither, headin into a storm... ya in a storm... Or ya just got out of a storm... (yeah) think about it... *music until fade*
