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p o s - de la souls lyrics

i am p.o.s.
i be the new generation of slaves
here to make papes off this land corporation’s rape
from that life i’m tryin’ to separate
but i guess i’m livin’ dreams cuz my rent’s always a month late
product of an east german black
who kissed the neck, of a pretty woman named grace
but he lkeft my life just a little too soon
didn’t see me catch the doomtree fame

as we go a little somethin’ like this
look mom, no protection, no i got a baby boy by the name of jake
and i been tryin’ to play the cowboy to rustle in the dough
when i think i’m getting’ better every p-ssin’ day
i’m not an early bird, plus the feathers’ all black
so by the time i catch an apple, usually it’s rind
but it’s a must to decipher one’s girl
from the round, sweet apples that are rotten on the inside
i cherish my free time
but i maximize so my soul needs to unwind
i wanna see the stars be the moon to my sun
(but i’m always on the run, run, run)
i fake to all these hard-case kids
i raise a black fist
but won’t say (n-gg-) in the things i write
and i don’t say (f-ggot)
cuz i don’t think it’s right
i know my boy struggle with that for over half his life
i guess we got our own lives to live
but i’m stretched too thin, tryin’ to build a kingdom to rule
and i think to the past sometimes
and dag man, it’s bad, see i kinda acted like a fool
but i’ve apologized to the lives that i’ve touched
wrong pride, to the back, move ahead strong
but i can safely say
i’ve never played a woman without karma catchin’ up later on
i try to walk the right side of the tracks
but i’ve hopped a couple trains
mom would cry if she knew the haps
but i can stand who i am
and face the day straight
knowin’ not a thing can change what our beat singin’

[chourus:]
no one will ever be, like me
no one will ever be, like me

and i know i’m not (?) but when i try to do what’s right
everyone who comes to me don’t understand or see my plight
everything i’ve ever done, and all the plans i’ve had inside
i was mr. gone wrong in way, so i gave up and said

(alright)
so now i do what i can, i’m
(alright)
stand up like mama raised me
(alright)
i was dope from the bottom
and pulled a flush
i’ve been livin with my chips all in
and i’m still in see

[chorus]

and lookin’ back it seems i’ve always been a step behind
little off-track and feelin’ no one shared a frame but mine
listenin’ to records in my room to escape
found some things i could relate with, i wore out the tape
we said

when i lose, every time i win, cuz
no one will ever be,
messin’ up stuff or doin’ things wrong
quite like me

[chorus: x2]

- p o s lyrics

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