Authentic Tribute-Culture VI

Authentic Tribute - Culture VI [Brolik] Authentic I'm livin' proof no lies I give you truth It's an addiction alcohol abuse I used to drink till' I would lose composure Fifteen I handled a Jack Daniels with no cola Now I'm twenty plus with an ulcer Rehab didn't keep me clean didn't like who I was when I was sober F**k your AA meetings surgery is next If my ulcer starts bleedin' I don't care that's what the people around me are seein' I should be concerned about my health But I'm still drinkin' I need help Sometimes I don't be thinkin' depression gets to me But it never fails O E was my dependency No matter how much it burned I was able To drink anybody under the table I've turned Into the man my father is I've learned How to handle my liquor straight no mixture Don't be concerned I know what I'm doin' Is it safe with all this alcohol my body's consumin' A cold beer out the fridge there's nothin' more soothin' No regrets this is the life I'm choosin' [Yendi] My pen, my rhymes, and my book I'm now shook We all see the truth Painted out with the plagues And now I'm stuck with the truth [Brolik] You might not know pain I don't show A hard shell Not even Chapelle could make me laugh Too sad I just found out Moms was sick Anemic look at her weight she got thin But she's beautiful look at her face my mother I don't say it as much as I should but I love her I pray every time I wake before I sleep Me and Pops don't get along we just started to speak Look at your son so weak you raised me to be tougher But it's painful everyday watching your Mom suffer I'll try but I don't know how long I can be strong Doctor what's wrong when will she recover I stood by her side at the hopsital bed Grandma was there pages from the Bible she read She said a prayer and applied blessin' oil on my head Before I left gave Moms a kiss on her forehead then I fled [Yendi] My pen, my rhymes, and my book I'm now shook We all see the truth Painted out with the plagues And now I'm stuck with the truth My pen, my rhymes, and my book I'm now shook We all see the truth Painted out with the plagues And now I'm stuck with the truth [Brolik] Nobody can understand I've tried to explain But nobody understood my pain I've came To my senses no more alcohol binges Mom is still fightin' her sickness I got a brother doin' twenty for a body he didn't kill No evidence not enough money to appeal And five points sittin' in a maximum jail His so called friends don't visit don't send any mail I lost my little cousin on his older brothers birthday Dunk driver gettin' chased by the police Ran through the red light I wish that was me on that bike He was fifteen never had a chance to see life That night changed the lives of our fam it brought us closer And you still have three sons aunt Rosa Me Corey and Kevin Eddie was an angel he had to return to heaven All we do now is cry and reminisce I wish that I could see him one more time The funeral was his it should've been mine [Yendi] My pen, my rhymes, and my book I'm now shook We all see the truth Painted out with the plagues And now I'm stuck with the truth My pen, my rhymes, and my book I'm now shook We all see the truth Painted out with the plagues And now I'm stuck with the truth