Cormega - The Other Side lyrics

Life's a confusing search
From birth till you lay in the cold
Black earth
And your soul is reunited with the universe
Supreme peace, all a nigga ever knew was hurt
It's like every colored child in
The womb is cursed
To be labeled as a fucking criminal or worse
And it pains me to see anguish in me
Explained in a paragraph, laid in a beat
I epitomize a rough life
Hoping the judge might
Show compassion, we were moving crushed white
My man got caught with a
Four that wouldn't bust right
Plus marked money
You could say he had a rough night
Who laws' enforced when you
Standing in court, remanded
The D's seized a ki and
Half of that vanished
Life is deeper than you'll
Ever understand it
Sometimes I wonder how the fuck I ever manage

This is the other side, often glorified
But never lived
I know what it is to fall and rise

Shorty's life was no joke
He never met his father and
His mama was on dope
Then she took an overdose and died
You know how it goes
Left shorty alone with no home, stone broke
Now he in the game at fifteen years old
Enduring the winter nights till
His feet get cold frequently on the phone
His girlfriend was beautiful with goals
So they argue 'bout his lifestyle as usual
Time goes on and she eventually left
Sick of him going to jail
And near brushes with death
She gave him an ultimatum but
She knew he would choose
To return to a game with ever-changing rules
And when she stayed in school
Now he resting in peace
And the crack is still selling where
He bled in the street

My appetite was destructive
I swallowed my pride
When the connect suggested it's best
If I just rhyme
Ultimately, we both knew the choice was mine
Coulda hit me with that ki
But he want me to shine
I could see sincereness in his eyes
We both was still here and our man just died
He told me park my V and we went for a ride
Then he said he's yet to
Hear lyrics realer than mine
His words froze my soul as
If suspended in time
My conscience and greed were
Prepared to collide
He told me if I need currency
He will provide and he would rather give me
Money than give me consignment
The choice is mine
I could use my voice to rhyme
Or pursue exploit's in crime while
Trying to e-void time it's deceiving
Meaning it ain't always on your side
Yet the answer came easy
When my daughter arrived