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mainciaga - road to damascus كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
was in the streets, god talk to me, on that road to damascus
cousins knew how i was living but switched teams like demarcus
in the school no a’s, but i could boogie making music like artist
i’m looking back, draco and spur, when we lived in apartments
whole district 4 knew my name, locked in police departments
grade 1 first time expelled, that’s how most of it started
painting a picture of my past like it was made by john martin
always felt pain like my last name was martin

[verse]
lived by jack james, 13 like i was harden
had rips on my shoes, the son of mars, one pair of jordan’s
on the run for a breach, somеtimes no eat, i wasn’t gordon
to be lockеd in a cell and babysitted by some wardens
wait for the bus 26 while i was hanging up in dover
play ball at sonic’s, real 26 like kyle korver
like rod wave, had a lotta weight on my shoulders
that dumb mindset, it changed out when i got older
used to get stranded at city hall but no _rs_nio
feds probably think i’m pushing, cause outside i hang with kilo
think back in a g_whip when i was swerving like i’m swayvo
think back when started rapping cys and always throwing loaf
they used to know me for that kid who always stealed his mom’s car
used to know me for that kid who always breaking the laws
they used to know me cause my dad, he was a pastor and all
they look at him then at me, like what really went wrong?
smackdown vs. raw on ps2, the stuff we used to just do
as a kid, that messed my mind, in school i made a debut
don’t know drake, but i was blinded, didn’t see different views
how i was living, death ’round the corner, not get old, uncle drew
thought the pain was gone go when i was rolling like limp bizkit
i felt a type of way, locked up, no friends gave me a visit
i know in the streets, you think you gotta go and risk it
but that’s not god’s will, can’t cheat your life, no jada pinkett
i put a x on the box of my life, did a 360
still long live to karrar, i’m thanking god that he can hear me
and long live to kyreese and the people who ain’t here now
pray jesus heal the pain, know it’s hard not to feel down
didn’t think i had a chance on the music, but now the rapper
speaking ’bout my life, not a front, i’m not a actor
my testimony praising god like i’m a pastor
hate on my story, cause my past, you read one chapter
[hook]
was in the streets, god talk to me, on that road to damascus
cousins knew how i was living but switched teams like demarcus
in the school no a’s, but i could boogie making music like artist
i’m looking back, draco and spur, when we lived in apartments
whole district 4 knew my name, locked in police departments
grade 1 first time expelled, that’s how most of it started
painting a picture of my past like it was made by john martin
always felt pain like my last name was martin

- mainciaga

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