lirik lagu taqexs - forgive me father
father forgive me
[ intro ]
yeah
father forgive me, (uh)
yuh
threat to talk
but the worst sh~t is
this people don’t appreciate they best moments
until its gone
(verse 1)
lat of this people don’t value the breath that they borrow
waitin’ on death like it’s promised tomorrow
“lot of these people don’t pray ’til they losin’ breath in they lungs
and don’t hug they son ’til they hear that the reverend done come
don’t change they ways ’til the blood stainin’ the backseat
or karma show up with they homie face in the cracked screen
lot of these people don’t live, they just dodge death longer
thinkin’ money gon’ make pain look smaller, but it get stronger
they play judas with hugs, peter with they promises
deny me three times, then preach like they prophets is
cross on they chest but got glock on they consciousness
father forgive me, i been sinnin’ just for common sense
we sell trauma now, pain got a membership
kids pop pills, call it healing when they blemish it
but the scars ain’t art when they draw blood for emphasis
i hated that
i hated that i had to act tough just to stay alive
people saying pray, but i watched my cousin pray and die
so i stopped foldin’ hands, started loadin’ hands
’cause god take the good and promote the d~mned
i hated that…
my homie bled out over jordans, size ten
now his mama got his shoes in the box, not him
they said “it’s just the streets,” but that’s somebody’s only kid
they make memes, while a mother can’t sleep in the crib
i hated that
we celebrate chains when they hung us with ’em
throw dollars in clubs where they strung us in systems
i’m guilty too, throw my pain on a beat and i dish it
get paid from the wounds while the world call it wisdom
father forgive me…
i hated that i got rich from the same sh~t that k!lled us
turn my diary to songs, they stream it while they sip liquor
but who gon’ tell bro that the glock ain’t no big picture?
he just want likes, don’t care if the post make his clip bigger
and look..
i wanna be someone that kids can look up to
not just a rapper, but the reason they push through
someone who never put status before his virtue
who stayed true even when the vultures tried to hurt you
cuz what if i fall off? be forgotten like the rest?
just another soundcloud name buried in the press?
i’m scared, real sh~t, that i might not be enough
they say pressure makes diamonds, but what if i just crush?
in my fathers eyes, i saw hope turned biter
tears dried slow in a world that don’t forgive ya
he ain’t have a cape, but he taught me how to live up
now i write these verses just to try and lift us
this industry gon’ break you if you let it get too close
it don’t love you, it just clap when you overdose
if they don’t feel your pain, they ain’t repostin’ your lows
they scroll past your death till another track blows
i wanna be the difference, not a name that expired
when you see taqexs, i want you feel inspired
a legacy that don’t bend for the industry wires
and a soul that never traded love for empire
if you hear this and i’m gone, or i made it to the top
know that either way, i stayed real ’til my clock stopped
i ain’t never being perfect, but at least i mean something to you
i ain’t a holy, but i’ll make the best for you
i was never a goddess, i ain’t a saint
but in my father’s eyes?
i was everything he ain’t
(verse 2)
frame my scene clean and leave the blood on the speaker
newscast paid to turn truth into ether
feed ya lies in the guise of a preacher
the suit don’t mean he ain’t judas in features
knew the reaper since youth in adidas
seen ‘em running plays like a coupe with no meter
see, you can bag up the reefer, but can’t package a leader
this people follow trends ‘til they tagged on a t~shirt
pray for yo friends, don’t die before they buy it off
tellin’ you “turn cheek,” but these streets don’t write it off
the bible got red ink ‘cause the writer lost
y’all been gassin’ these leeches, i’m tryna patch up the leaks in the culture
i seen ‘em call it faith ‘til the safe got cracked
then claimin’ they don’t pray ‘til the case got packed
they tried to say my sound won’t last, guess what?
now they watch me like the crown on vlad
but it’s heavy when your shine come with shadows attached
every chain got a weight, every plaque got a tax
every laugh got a mask, every bag got a trap
see, they tell you “own your masters,” but they master your mind
sell trauma back to you, call it passion in rhymes
and your pain be their profit, i peeped the design
how you the voice of the streets when they leasing your lines?
your grief got a price tag with tears on a spreadsheet
streams go up every time that your dead speak
then label call it culture while they eat off the red meat
but i know that feeling, when your worth feel missing
when survival mean silence and your hurt feel distant
when the preacher said pray but the rent still pending
so you curse god quiet while your chest still venting
and i’m tired
tired of the cycle that they loop on the screen
tired of the dream they sell, built on roots that they bleed
tired of rappers preaching scars they ain’t never received
tired of fans cheering pain they ain’t never believed
so if i die, don’t paint murals with my face on the block
don’t let ‘em sell my death like it’s grace when i drop
tell ‘em: “he fought for the living, not to profit the plot
so don’t light no f~ckin’ candle if you feeding the rot
father forgive me
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