Song | Behind The Musik |
Artist | KJ-52 |
Album | Double Take |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sorrentino, Stone | |
Featuring Pee-Wee | |
June 26th 1975 | |
In Miami Florida was the place where I first arrived | |
My parents smiled as I opened up my blue eyes | |
Cuz they was newly married and I was just their first child | |
My pop was from Jersey my mom was from Miami | |
They met in Bed Stuy Brooklyn New York City | |
At art college and yep they was hippies | |
So I guess that just makes me a child of the sixties | |
But anyway we didn't stay we moved to Plant City | |
Then to Lakeland then to Tampa then to Ybor City | |
Living in the hood where things are never ever pretty | |
The only white kid smack dab in the inner city | |
My playground is a parking lot plus a back alley | |
At times I would wake up in the dark with no electricity | |
On top of that we struggling cause we got no money | |
And going through this inside it's killing me | |
Chorus | |
On and on | |
On and on | |
Your love goes (this is Behind the Musik) | |
On and on | |
On and on | |
(And I'm a take yall Behind the Musik) | |
I was about 6 when all this was going on | |
Things began to change everything I knew was up and gone | |
They separated on the weekends I would see my mom | |
Still living with my pops in the hood but not for too long | |
When I was nine they divorced and I was moving on | |
To the suburbs with mom cause the courts said it's wrong | |
For me to live with dad in the hood so I'm up and gone | |
Mom remarried had a baby we living in my grandma's home | |
We living in a neighborhood that's middle class | |
But I felt poor cause of some things that I didn't have | |
Time passed we moved out but things still ain't right | |
I'm slipping fast at home all I do is yell and fight | |
My grades start to crash plus I ran away twice | |
And almost got shot by the cops one single night | |
I started high school and I just party all the time | |
But little did I know what was gonna happen to my life | |
Chorus | |
At 15 I had a talk with my cousin got me thinking | |
Was there more to life than girls partying and drinking | |
I picked up his Bible and started reading Revelation | |
For some reason I was crying when I reached the ending | |
Now God was working on me and this was the beginning | |
The first time in long while when I started praying | |
I had to move again and say goodbye to everyone | |
My dad and my friends once again was all up and gone | |
Brand new school by myself sitting all alone | |
Feeling like a foot every single day I'm coming home | |
But I would listen every night in my bedroom | |
To gospel radio preach about Christ and just then soon | |
I gave my life to him everything became new | |
I was born again I've never been the same dude | |
Ya took my sin and my guilt and let them blame you | |
And on and on through the years you always came through | |
Chorus | |
It was November and the year was 1995 | |
I still remember the very first date with my wife | |
And I was on my own doing shows part time | |
Twenty years old just trying to make something of my life | |
I moved away from home when I was only eighteen | |
Broke as a joke making music trying to chase the dream | |
And everybody seems to think I'm crazy except for me | |
But God was there every time to supply my needs | |
I went on staff at a church in the inner city | |
Writing rhymes in my spare time for my CD | |
I mailed a demo to a label called Gotee | |
And out of nowhere Todd Collins up and called me | |
He said he heard my junk and plus he wanted to sign me | |
My heart jumped and plus I wanted to cry and scream | |
But all I did was hung up the phone quietly | |
And thanked God how he always provided for me | |
Chorus |
zuo ci : Sorrentino, Stone | |
Featuring PeeWee | |
June 26th 1975 | |
In Miami Florida was the place where I first arrived | |
My parents smiled as I opened up my blue eyes | |
Cuz they was newly married and I was just their first child | |
My pop was from Jersey my mom was from Miami | |
They met in Bed Stuy Brooklyn New York City | |
At art college and yep they was hippies | |
So I guess that just makes me a child of the sixties | |
But anyway we didn' t stay we moved to Plant City | |
Then to Lakeland then to Tampa then to Ybor City | |
Living in the hood where things are never ever pretty | |
The only white kid smack dab in the inner city | |
My playground is a parking lot plus a back alley | |
At times I would wake up in the dark with no electricity | |
On top of that we struggling cause we got no money | |
And going through this inside it' s killing me | |
Chorus | |
On and on | |
On and on | |
Your love goes this is Behind the Musik | |
On and on | |
On and on | |
And I' m a take yall Behind the Musik | |
I was about 6 when all this was going on | |
Things began to change everything I knew was up and gone | |
They separated on the weekends I would see my mom | |
Still living with my pops in the hood but not for too long | |
When I was nine they divorced and I was moving on | |
To the suburbs with mom cause the courts said it' s wrong | |
For me to live with dad in the hood so I' m up and gone | |
Mom remarried had a baby we living in my grandma' s home | |
We living in a neighborhood that' s middle class | |
But I felt poor cause of some things that I didn' t have | |
Time passed we moved out but things still ain' t right | |
I' m slipping fast at home all I do is yell and fight | |
My grades start to crash plus I ran away twice | |
And almost got shot by the cops one single night | |
I started high school and I just party all the time | |
But little did I know what was gonna happen to my life | |
Chorus | |
At 15 I had a talk with my cousin got me thinking | |
Was there more to life than girls partying and drinking | |
I picked up his Bible and started reading Revelation | |
For some reason I was crying when I reached the ending | |
Now God was working on me and this was the beginning | |
The first time in long while when I started praying | |
I had to move again and say goodbye to everyone | |
My dad and my friends once again was all up and gone | |
Brand new school by myself sitting all alone | |
Feeling like a foot every single day I' m coming home | |
But I would listen every night in my bedroom | |
To gospel radio preach about Christ and just then soon | |
I gave my life to him everything became new | |
I was born again I' ve never been the same dude | |
Ya took my sin and my guilt and let them blame you | |
And on and on through the years you always came through | |
Chorus | |
It was November and the year was 1995 | |
I still remember the very first date with my wife | |
And I was on my own doing shows part time | |
Twenty years old just trying to make something of my life | |
I moved away from home when I was only eighteen | |
Broke as a joke making music trying to chase the dream | |
And everybody seems to think I' m crazy except for me | |
But God was there every time to supply my needs | |
I went on staff at a church in the inner city | |
Writing rhymes in my spare time for my CD | |
I mailed a demo to a label called Gotee | |
And out of nowhere Todd Collins up and called me | |
He said he heard my junk and plus he wanted to sign me | |
My heart jumped and plus I wanted to cry and scream | |
But all I did was hung up the phone quietly | |
And thanked God how he always provided for me | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Sorrentino, Stone | |
Featuring PeeWee | |
June 26th 1975 | |
In Miami Florida was the place where I first arrived | |
My parents smiled as I opened up my blue eyes | |
Cuz they was newly married and I was just their first child | |
My pop was from Jersey my mom was from Miami | |
They met in Bed Stuy Brooklyn New York City | |
At art college and yep they was hippies | |
So I guess that just makes me a child of the sixties | |
But anyway we didn' t stay we moved to Plant City | |
Then to Lakeland then to Tampa then to Ybor City | |
Living in the hood where things are never ever pretty | |
The only white kid smack dab in the inner city | |
My playground is a parking lot plus a back alley | |
At times I would wake up in the dark with no electricity | |
On top of that we struggling cause we got no money | |
And going through this inside it' s killing me | |
Chorus | |
On and on | |
On and on | |
Your love goes this is Behind the Musik | |
On and on | |
On and on | |
And I' m a take yall Behind the Musik | |
I was about 6 when all this was going on | |
Things began to change everything I knew was up and gone | |
They separated on the weekends I would see my mom | |
Still living with my pops in the hood but not for too long | |
When I was nine they divorced and I was moving on | |
To the suburbs with mom cause the courts said it' s wrong | |
For me to live with dad in the hood so I' m up and gone | |
Mom remarried had a baby we living in my grandma' s home | |
We living in a neighborhood that' s middle class | |
But I felt poor cause of some things that I didn' t have | |
Time passed we moved out but things still ain' t right | |
I' m slipping fast at home all I do is yell and fight | |
My grades start to crash plus I ran away twice | |
And almost got shot by the cops one single night | |
I started high school and I just party all the time | |
But little did I know what was gonna happen to my life | |
Chorus | |
At 15 I had a talk with my cousin got me thinking | |
Was there more to life than girls partying and drinking | |
I picked up his Bible and started reading Revelation | |
For some reason I was crying when I reached the ending | |
Now God was working on me and this was the beginning | |
The first time in long while when I started praying | |
I had to move again and say goodbye to everyone | |
My dad and my friends once again was all up and gone | |
Brand new school by myself sitting all alone | |
Feeling like a foot every single day I' m coming home | |
But I would listen every night in my bedroom | |
To gospel radio preach about Christ and just then soon | |
I gave my life to him everything became new | |
I was born again I' ve never been the same dude | |
Ya took my sin and my guilt and let them blame you | |
And on and on through the years you always came through | |
Chorus | |
It was November and the year was 1995 | |
I still remember the very first date with my wife | |
And I was on my own doing shows part time | |
Twenty years old just trying to make something of my life | |
I moved away from home when I was only eighteen | |
Broke as a joke making music trying to chase the dream | |
And everybody seems to think I' m crazy except for me | |
But God was there every time to supply my needs | |
I went on staff at a church in the inner city | |
Writing rhymes in my spare time for my CD | |
I mailed a demo to a label called Gotee | |
And out of nowhere Todd Collins up and called me | |
He said he heard my junk and plus he wanted to sign me | |
My heart jumped and plus I wanted to cry and scream | |
But all I did was hung up the phone quietly | |
And thanked God how he always provided for me | |
Chorus |