WHAT IF IT WAS YOU
by: Word~Perfect feat. A.T.


<chorus> (A.T.)
What if it was yo that was broke as fuck and livin on the streets,
Stuck with this dumb luck that constantly keeps you on your knees,
Smokin this weed is the only thing that keeps me from giving up on my dreams,
So it seems that we aint livin from the same place, but... what if it was you....

(Word~Perfect)
Instead of forfilling my prt of the deal-
She never received love so I was just a meal.
The truth of abuse cut a wund weed fumes couldn’t heal.
Did drugs-hung with thugs- I had no sef esteam and you expect me to love.
Yeah I went to the club-back door alleys begging for left overs and subs.
Tattered jeans-im at the bottom of the barel, robbing crack fiends.
Looking at my friends turn grown men but ami when I never seen my teens?
Im still broke now and wonder why I survived-
Cause no matter what this is me this is the price to be alive.
Frost bitten tears no emotion nobody to love me-
My wifes dead and so are my babies,
and the government says for me to love this country?
think of this and see how im provoked-
i gave it up for a rich life that gave me up cause i was broke.

(A.T.)
yo,
This worlds full of guys who risk they lives when they drink and drive,
and beat they wives until their unborn children die,
I never in my life thought I'd recite another decieteful rhyme, because Im a peaceful guy,
But theres only so much that one man can take before becoming brutally honest,
I'm broke in more than one way, broke emotionally and economic,
Word~Perfect brought up this topic, so I thought I'd jump on it,
and show the world what shits like when shits comin from my closet... yo


<chorus> (A.T.)
What if it was you, that was broke as fuck and livin on the streets,
Stuck with this dumb luck that constantly keeps you on your knees,
Smokin this weed is the only thing that keeps me from giving up on my dreams,
So it seems that we aint livin from the same place, but... what if it was you....


(Word~Perfect)
poverty stricken-bed ridden-
government talk but they riddlen-
everything has an angle we agressivley play victom.
But who truly victimized-beneath free skies-
Where we can get robbed and killed for a fee so we pay to die.
I cant deny-im a part of the problem –my method of solven-
Was creating another problem robben with 6 rvolven.
I was an infant raising an infant-
my future went from instant to distant.
13 dropping out of school a fool taught jewels.
To bad I couldn’t afford to pawn them so it just fed fuel.
Waking up to my baby crying I know no harm was ment-
But my queen couldn’t afford life let alone our apartment
Worked my 9 to 5 buts washing cars wouldn’t heal a workers scars-
Plus I promiced her better, but instead delivered sub par.
I remember the first time I caught her cheating-
How my heart took a beating-
I gave all that I had sacrificed my childhood to be a dad
Still wasn’t what she was needing- looking at my hands bleeding.
What argument could I oppose?
we’d been married a year and I was still wearing the same clothes, so...


<chorus> (A.T.)
What if it was you, that was broke as fuck and livin on the streets,
Stuck with this dumb luck that constantly keeps you on your knees,
See smokin this weed is the only thing that keeps me from giving up on my dreams,
So it seems that we aint livin from the same place, but... what if it was you....

(A.T.)
I've filed and formated, viewed and edited,
meditated and demonstrated, been accused and left for dead,
you choose to light my fuse and we fight and fued,
until I arrive at you with an excuse to tell you that I'm threw and then you start to beg.
You coward down before me and expect me forgive and forget,
But you dont see my point of view, just the other side of it.
So why should I do as you Say????????????
You Leave me at the Scene of the crime and tell me it will be O.K.
For the most part, I guess your just negitive natured,
cause your accusin me of more shit than the U.S. legislature,
and I wont hesitate to, break some shit off before I get in some shit thats just too deep,
again I'm losing sleep, cause your lovin is what I'm shootin to keep.
So I'm choosin to leave... tryin keep my entire mindframe straightened.
cause I'll be damned if I ever end up like my dad and refuse to make a statement,
yo...


<chorus> (A.T.)
What if it was you, that was broke as fuck and livin on the streets,
Stuck with this dumb luck that constantly keeps you on your knees,
See smokin this weed is the only thing that keeps me from giving up on my dreams,
So it seems that we aint livin from the same place... but what if it was you....