Mr. T

It's time to let the world know who I really am And if you think you know who the fuck I am... Well I'm just an ordinary guy, like you Check it! Yo, they call me Mr. T I’m kind of like a big mystery They don’t know anything about… The type of life I live... It’s rough and corrupt; quite frankly, I say it sucks I have to deal with the bullshit like all of the time People always trying to infiltrate my mind Make me believe lies that aren’t even true What the fuck am I supposed to do? I’m just one guy against a billion But somehow, I am going to win Because I got the determination, I got the drive I got eyes, I can see, I’m not stupidly blind There’s no one else I can be except me A guy shackled up who just wants to be free... From these tight chains that I’m shackled to I’m feel so locked down, I feel like I am a fool Now who is the man on this track? Mr. T! Now who is the man who gives a damn? Mr. T! Now who is the man who lasts long? Mr. T! And who is the man who's still around? Mr. T! Now I’m just walking around, living my life But around every corner there lies a vile fight Do I stand down, or do I engage? It doesn’t matter the circumstance, I’m fucked every which way I’m broke as a motherfucking joke I smoke lots of dope just so I can find hope Just trying to live through these tough circumstances I ask a lot of questions but I don’t get any answers I’m driving blind, without any sight or direction Just looking for something resembling God’s blessin’ So I can get my life back on the right track But something’s telling me it’s never gonna be like that So I gotta face reality, it’s never gonna change I got a curse floating around and it’s affecting my brain All the constant accusations, it’s like tabloid news It’d be a living hell if you were in my shoes Now who is the man on this track? Mr. T! Now who is the man who gives a damn? Mr. T! Now who is the man who lasts long? Mr. T! And who is the man who's still around? Mr. T! I got a mob of people clamoring for my head If it wasn’t for my survival skills, I would of been dead I lay low at all available times Practicing the flow and enhancing the grind The world is corrupt, so I gotta remain pure Even though I’m not one hundred percent sure… On everything I do and who I really am I’m trying to find my place in this master plan Lord, why don’t they make this easy? I try so many times and yet I don’t believe… It’s always going to be impossible to win I’ve lost so much, you think I’ve forgotten? All the struggle, the torment and the pain To you, it’s just one silly video game Where there’s no consequences, only benefits Why y’all gotta bring me down? I’m tired of this!