Tall Paul - R&B Was Fake lyrics

[Verse 1] Grew up in a place where you had to be hard Childhood scraps in the back of the yard Bro said beat his a** or I'm a beat yours Didn't wanna but I knew it was out of street love He was only trying to make sure I had heart Ever since a kid always had a good heart Never start sh** but I hit when it start Got my liks in with some big kids in the park Never backed down from a kid in a fair fight But I backed down from an older kid one night Dad seen that and never let me live it down Wasn't no dad never known to be around Kind of p**y for a dad lets a p**y raise a man? I love my mom just spitting them facts She did it alone had to wear both hats In a mans world where being a man means tats f** R&B we bumpin' Snoop Dogg Fugees Luniz Biggie 2Pac Goonies tooleys rule thee boombox Cause soothing singing's usually too soft Fellas in the hood ain't trying to doowop Unless you sing of groupies you got In a mans world loving a woman is soft But earth is a woman so woman is rock [Chorus] I remember when I thought, R&B was fake as hell Because the singer wasn't really singing to, his girl But then I realized, the feel it creates is real It's like lifes love spell, Queen come right here And let me take them jeans off, please ma Let's take it to the bed and get our creep on, week long Ya know I got a shoulder you can lean on, be strong Ain't just here for the cutty but the D long [Verse 2] Miseducated misconceptions spreaded like wildfire To be a man you called a girl a b**h and got loud and riled Like single parent families don't make up more than half of our homes Like most of those ain't headed by our mothers no man in the throne Neo-patriarchal systems visions are so p**y Oops I meant so dick, cause p**y is so rich And penis ain't even able to lead it rape beat it shameful Conceited can't even please it believe it we need you lady I'm far from righteous I've committed nights just like this Wilted by guilty conscious filthy promise filled his momma Treating my sons queen like nothing I k**ed my honor I hope he's better to the mother of his son or daughter I hope he don't project his insecurities upon her I hope he breaks the cycle and takes the rifle to this fodder Yeah when it comes to women I hope he's nothing like his father He needs my growth so I can be a better role model [Chorus] [Verse 3] It's tough when all the love you've known has always been dysfunctional Momma gave the whooping so step father wouldn't use a board Never knew a man who'd treat his lady like a beauty queen Much less a dad who'd treat his babies like they're human being Exception being seeing Brady Bunch on grandmas tv screen Reflection eternally escaped the hood Talib Kweli Absent fathers tearful mothers angry grandmas broken homes Molding martyrs here for others' thickened skin and swollen bones Mental shots of cortisone to numb the pain depression swoll Vodka shots a quarter O a blunt to flame suppressed the cold Younger but the mental's old, finally sobered up the mind Six years without a high that wasn't naturally inclined Stopped committing many crimes and started trying to live my life Now I'm out here getting mine and see the value in a wife Young attempts to navigate the roadmap of relationships A couple slips a few trips but R&B I'm making it [Chorus]