am what i am

paul wall

this is ghetto reality in texas. you see i am what i am

and it is what it is

you'd feel how i feel

if you been where i been

live what i live

see what i see

so get out my ear

and just let me be

i'm a survivor of the struggle

i lived life hard

single mama with half a job

i was raised by god

no dad

the only role model i had

was a ounce of that white powder

in a ziplock bag

i don't brag about the struggles

i endured as a child

you don't know the pain i went through

to create this smile

i got one life to live

know i'm tal'n bout

so i enjoy it

cause i earned everything that i got

they hate what i got

i hear em with they cape talk

they thinking that my life

was a cake walk

i'm a man of principles

i live by my word

so it's obsurred

when i hear sour words

they gon get what they deserve

but i don't wish no harm

what goes around comes around

so partna you been warned

in the midst of all the trouble

i still remain calm

cause sunny days

will follow the storm man

just let me be

somebody questioned

if i got the right to recite what i spit

cause i've never been indicted

or divided a brick

but my life is grit

all types of crisis and shit

i decided to risk it all

to try to slide in the mix

and get what i can get

see i'm fighting negative bars

i knew it wouldn't be easy

but no one said it be hard

as it is

i mean the evil in the heart of these men

got me wondering

if i'll ever see the reward

at the end of the road

it's kind of hard to remember your goals

when you grow where

not many live to get old

i played the cards that i was given

and never listen to those

who think different

cause they inner soul is bitter and cold

i seen death

and folk get destroyed by do'

nevertheless i'm blessed

so your boy got hope

i show love

to get it is a beautiful feeling

if you hate me

then blow a dick cause it's a mutual feeling

all outsiders looking in

think they know where i been

trying to be my friend

cause of the position i'm in

they know slim thug a hustler

that's destined to win

so i guess they figured

they can hold my cotail in

but i ain't the type to play that roll

and sell a nigga gold

pretend it's all cool

when i know you a hoe

cause you'll do it again

if you done it befo'

it's just a matter of time

'fore you do it some mo'

i done witnessed all type

of snake niggaz and hoes

from my family to my friends

to these bitches i know

it'll surprise you

how much a lil' change bring change

you get a couple dollas

and people ain't the same

they quick to holla at you capping now

since you rapping now

see them the type of folks

you need to be packing round

cause first time to miss em

when you passing a blunt

they plotting up on you

trying to pull em a stunt