Listen to A Screwed Up True Story by Rob Level

A Screwed Up True Story

Rob Level

Hip-Hop/Rap

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You're 'bout to hear my screwed up true story I hope inspires you to chase your glory It's even tattooed as a daily reminder That I came this far and know I'm a fighter I was seeing therapists by 4 years old For anger and violence I couldn't control By 5, my mom gave me up for adoption Stepdad sayin', "Now he ain't my problem!" My real dad dyin', crippled and deafened It's just how the brain tumors upped n' left'm To talk to him, took sign language lessons Two years later, he died, I was seven My aunt adopted couldn't control me neither She put me in homes, Doc said I needed In there, they would beat us taking out their pain I watched a kid die while he was getting restrained One time cops came I was smilin' Said I'd kill myself, so they put me in asylums Was rapping to fit in, prevent the brawls Then got kicked out after breakin' someone's jaw After high school, I was livin' in a homeless shelter 'Cuz you'll freeze to death in that Chicago weather Got kicked out of those, started running with gangs In flophouses with bank robbers movin' cocaine Police sent informants, they stole our thangs Had to scatter before the door got banged I was nineteen, angry, and lost regardless Someone tested me, I caught two felony charges Releasin' my music 'bout to blow up Big drug dealer reached out, loved my stuff Offered 200k to start labels and more But before I got that, feds kicked the door I kept toppin' music, refusin' to stop Two months later, song finally popped I was offered label deals by the biggest of names But I was dumb, hard-headed, and refusin' to change So fast I'd blown up, down I came Spent years suicidal and repeatin' the chain Started working, readin' books, and feedin' my brain Breakin' my back like Batman when he fought Bane Never want another artist feeling my pain So I made Smart Rapper to explain the game When I did, people called me stupid 'stead of my name But now I've made so many artists, the industry changed Now my music's exploding, I'm worth millions Making plans to change the educational system This song is for the kids nobody believes in That's takin' them mental and physical beatin's From a you in the future, take this message There will be a million times when you feel rejected That anger inside you will teach you lessons But you can take that curse and make it a blessing, I promise Ay, this one's for everybody, 'cause They don't believe in anybody 'til we do it, right? So, I want you to know No matter how bad your life was No matter how bad your life is in this moment man I don't You know I'm a screw-up man, I'm still a screw-up Not a day goes by where I don't screw up So if I could do it You can too
Writer(s): Robert Michael Novak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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