BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- (Record scratch) Yo, check it, lemme spin a yarn...
- (Verse 1)
- Born in the concrete jungle,
- '90s haze for days
- Momma single, slinging weight, navigating crazy ways I was a youngin',
- Thirteen, heart pumpin' naive trust
- She was my queen, everything, keepin' my future adjust'
- Daddy picture hangin' crooked, dusty in the hall
- She'd say, "He dipped, son, left us, didn't give a damn at all."
- Said he was a deadbeat, a ghost, a phantom in the breeze
- Just a rhyme on my tongue, haunted by these memories.
- Used to stare at that faded photo, try to find a trace
- Of the man I never knew, lost in time and space.
- Momma worked late, hustlin' hard, I thought she did it all
- To keep a roof above my head, catch me when I fall.
- Hungry nights, ramen noodles, stretched as far as they could go
- She’d say, "This is life, kid, ain’t no easy flow."
- Kept me from the streets, said they'd chew me up and spit me out
- Told me get my grades up, rise above, without a doubt.
- Believed every word she spoke, swallowed all the lies whole
- Thought she was protectin' me, savin' my fuckin' soul.
- Looked up to her strength, saw her grit, admired her shine
- Thought she was a warrior, a goddamn paradigm.
- But the truth, son, the truth’s a venomous, serpent, slow
- To unwind its wicked coils, put on a deadly show.
- Didn't know the viper hidin', beneath the motherly guise
- Ready to strike with a venomous, soul crushing surprise.
- Little did I know this whole damn time, the story she sold
- Was a fabrication, a web of deceit, a tale untold.
- (Verse 2)
- One day, cleaning out the attic, dust bunnies in the light
- Found a box of letters, hidden deep, concealed from sight.
- Yellowed paper, faded ink, a name I recognized
- My father's name, scrawled across, a truth I'd been denied.
- Letters filled with love and longing, payments, child support slips
- Evidence of a father's heart, from his very fingertips.
- He wrote about visitations, denied by "the jealous queen,"
- Said she poisoned his reflection, made him a hated scene.
- He begged to see me, pleaded hard, sent gifts that never came
- Stuck in the purgatory of a mother's twisted game.
- My blood turned cold, the world tilted, the air grew thick and stale
- The woman I worshipped, standing exposed, stripped bare, for sale.
- A liar, a manipulator, a mastermind of pain
- Kept me from my father, bathed her ego in the rain.
- All those years of hardship, the struggle and the strife
- Fueled by a vendetta, a dagger twisted in my life.
- The guilt washed over me, a tidal wave of shame
- For believing her deception, fueling her wicked game.
- Now I see the cracks, the inconsistencies, the veiled deceit
- The manipulative whispers, the poison oh so sweet.
- This ain't no fairy tale, kid, no happy ever after
- Just a broken boy standing in the face of disaster.
- Thirteen years of lies, a father stolen, a truth concealed
- Now I gotta pick up the pieces, figure out how to heal.
- And confront the she devil, the monster in disguise
- My mother, my betrayer, staring into her lying eyes.
- This is more than just a story, kid, this is a fucking curse
- The weight of her deception, only makes it gonna get more worse.
- Word.
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