Matt Reeves - Praise You lyrics

I was abused as a child, and it made it hard to smile

According to my lifestyle, I probably should be running wild

But I got my own soul, God bless the child

That say you gotta run the block, but I chose to walk a mile

You see I chose my own path, even though it got me clowning

See me in the church van, but they didn’t understand

After service I came home to a table full of grams

I needed God to make sense, of the mess that’s in my life

Wanted a family so at fifteen I was looking for a wife

I knew a couple of goons that was dying to be thugs

But since I knew the streets was cold, I was dying to be loved

A weirdo to my peers, they didn’t know what my struggle was

My pops died from AIDS, my mama wouldn’t speak to me

Only time we exchanged words was when she screamed on me

I used to have nightmares of my father leaving me

But I never saw his face home, not even leisurely

My sister used to be, the only one to pay attention

But after a while, she was fighting for my mom’s attention

My brother though I love him, he was always distant

I guess because I grew up with my mama and he didn’t

And when it was just me and him, he would start to hitting

Bust my head on the window-sill, my sister started tripping

Step father was a hustler, with criminal intentions

By the time I was 9 he had me on the grind pitching

By the time I was 15, he was heavy sniffing

Nobody ever knew what this young boy was facing

That’s why I used to run up in the church and start to praying

So what you thought was lame was my answer to the pain

Shed so many tears that I learned to love the rain

I used to ask god why, what did I do to deserve this

I can’t believe you got me walking 'round with all these serpents relationships never work, they always coming to an end,

Still I strive to be a God and light to my friends,

it kinda sucks being mister right when people do you wrong

So what I can’t get out, I put it in a song, and I praise you.

Thanks to Sweet Ras for correcting these lyrics