Enter the Truth, Chpt. 1
Joey the Dreamer
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I done seen a lot of things in my life comprehend I am not the quiet little boy you knew in 2010 Heart was broken way before that though, where do I begin This is a story of when toy soldiers turned to broken men Let's begin Momma grew up in a broken home, beatings every day Grandma learned that from her momma though, had no time to play West side of Chicago in the 70s Danger unavoidable, Mom and auntie went to Catholic church to pray Poppa grew up with my uncle Mar' Both born in the field, Pops was lighter, unc' was darker, didn't take much time to feel Discrimination and the type of hatred that could get you killed In the same way today, if police don't want to deal Fast forward now to '96, that's when I was born 11 days after Pac was shot, Body in the morgue Eldest son of the family, I wish I was warned Of the dangers that this life could bring, walking through the storms I was running out the door to see my pops when the needle dropped Slipped up on a gumball when I heard a scream and time had stopped Blood covered the concrete and the mud as I lay in shock I had sliced the top of my right ear right down to my earlobe off Momma held my head in her arms until doctors sewed it back I still got the scar today, just to prove it, you know it's facts That one mention can build enough tension to make your shoulder snap Back when living on EBT and CDs had the coldest tracks There was a moment on grandma Deola's cul-de-sac Deep in the inner city when gritty gangsters had bold attacked My cousin and sister outside of a family gathering All I heard was the glass shattering, a mass avalanche of Loud noises, loud voices igniting war 25 deep to the streets, my family storms into the thick of it My cousin hands me off a butcher knife And tells me to go hide under the bed and if I see 'em slice up The enemy, as a last line of defense I'm six years old, biding time with murderous intent The further you get into the story, you feel the darkness Swallow the arc whole, imparting a dark hole Seen some things in my life, comprehend I am not the quiet little boy you knew in 2010 Heart was broken way before that though, where do I begin This is story of when toy soldiers turn to broken men Let's begin, Uh You'd do the same if you went through this type of pain This life is full of disdain, the type that rots out your brain In an ominous chain of apathy, so don't get mad at me for Exposing the truth, this is just showing the proof That's why I'm here in the booth This is the raw and uncut F*ck what they told you to do I'll bring you into my world Why you think we don't shed any tears Or show any signs of fear In the moments, we should be open and vulnerable Damn Seen some things in my life, comprehend I am not the quiet little boy you knew in 2010 Heart was broken way before that though, where do I begin This is story of when toy soldiers turn to broken men Let's begin Uh
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Written by: JOSEPH JONES
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