Tony Demash - Fatherless lyrics

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Tony Demash - Fatherless lyrics

[Verse 1: Cold Chris] Hip-hop disciple doing what I gotta do to live Brought into this world to be the son of a fugitive Drugs and prison, bids it's all I knew about my old man But with my mother and my crew I grew into the Soulman Dealing with the real, never looking for a scapegoat It's true with my whole crew, yo we all on the same boat Except for G, but still he be the same as we Cause sometimes even if daddy's home, it's in another zone No communication, only empty conversation This common situation runs throughout my generation (true) And then you wonder why we ill and sh** Run around the streets, robbing, crazy k** and sh** No structure, no foundation, no family formation No roll model, no source of inspiration But that's aight, I'mma still chill and do my thing And keep my life tight and be a prince without a king [Chorus: Cold Chris] This is for the people whose pops ain't sh** So I gotta praise my mother to the ultimate Yo, I try to understand, then forgive and forget How you debt and all the child support Payments that you skipped This is for the people whose fathers was gone But maintain the pain, kept done and stay strong Times is crazy rough, but I guess she didn't care Man, it wouldn't have been the sh** if you were there [Verse 2: Cold Chris] Now listen, I tried to put myself in your position But the older that I get the more I see what I was missing While you dope smuggling, making cash and women juggling My mother was waiting tables barely able to steady struggling But thanks to her strength, yo I never did without She was twice the man you were, yo you took the easy route Where were you at - when it was time to play catch? Where were you at - when I had my first scrap? Where were you at - to teach me life and all its traps? But it's cool cause now I use it as a fuel for my rap I used to think that sh** was kosher, I was a boaster Bragging how my pops was on a wanted poster I took a closer look in a different state of mind I saw a crook whose greatest crime was depriving me of time And now you're stressed doing life in the fed I guess the reunion sh** is dead [Chorus: Cold Chris] This is for the people whose pops ain't sh** So I gotta praise my mother to the ultimate Yo, I try to understand, then forgive and forget How you debt and all the child support Payments that you skipped This is for the people whose fathers was gone But maintain the pain, kept done and stay strong Times is crazy rough, but I guess she didn't care Man, it wouldn't have been the sh** if you were there [Verse 3: Cold Chris] Check when I be checking all the doom with no direction Cause without the sun the Moon has no reflection Without the Moon's reflection, the star would never shine So I brought forth my own light and my own right I tried to refrain from dwelling on my past pain And go against the grain, I even changed my last name Damn right I got a grudge, my feelings won't budge Don't get it twisted cause I ain't here to judge On the real, compared to some I'm in a better place Like my man Kasaan, he never seen his father's face Step without a trace, never to be heard from I think of your disgrace, grab a pen then the words come What's really scary is the traits hereditary I find myself f**ing up like you, the legendary I'm your spitting image, I put it on my health Cause looking at your pictures, like looking at myself Thanks, but no thanks cause that all goes to my mother The only thanks you get is thanks for not using a rubber [Chorus: Cold Chris] This is for the people whose pops ain't sh** So I gotta praise my mother to the ultimate Yo, I try to understand, then forgive and forget How you debt and all the child support Payments that you skipped This is for the people whose fathers was gone But maintain the pain, kept done and stay strong Times is crazy rough, but I guess she didn't care Man, it wouldn't have been the sh** if you were there [Outro: Cold Chris] Yeah; going out to my man Carlos, Hype Dawg, Baby G My man Kasaan, B.Ep, my man Lou, Dwike, Ice Mike Shabazz Ramel, we gon' be aight I.G.P., Mad Flava