Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Life (Nice Aim), artist - Sho Baraka.
Date of issue: 29.03.2010
Song language: English
My Life (Nice Aim) |
Hook |
(Pro) |
Its my life, ain’t no way I can change at all even if I tried/ |
That why I try, to go and tear the wall down let you all get a peak inside/ |
But once you inside, I guarantee you wont like everything that you’ll find/ |
But what you’ll find, is the grace of the LORD, cuz His hands all over my life/ |
It’s my life |
Bridge |
Nice aim, they taught us to aim for nothing/ |
And look, we hit it dead on the button/ |
Verse 1 |
The story of my life, if you flip through the chapters/ |
Born in the maple leaf now I’m in Atlanta/ |
Lived close to Hollywood, raised in the drama/ |
God blessed my mama so she named me Baraka/ |
Parents did the splits, so I split socially/ |
I love moms but when pops left he took the most of me/ |
I hated the mirror cuz I struggled with my race/ |
Everyday I would wish I was white, I’m such a disgrace/ |
I had identity struggles that was no secret/ |
I was lucky if my closest friends could speak English/ |
So to fight that feeling I made the decision/ |
I can hate my face or hate the opposition/ |
I’m hanging with the militant, reading buffalo Soldiers/ |
My friends in their room hanging Word up posters/ |
This is my attempt to pull back the curtains |
This is just a little peak into the first acts/ hurting |
Verse 2 |
2nd Chapter of my life, I see things different/ |
Acting like Malcolm X got my boys tripping/ |
I get silent treatments so I start to listening/ |
The root of the issue I just want some significance/ |
If that means thugging, I’ll listen to pac/ |
Smoke a little weed getting drunk on the Block/ |
Doing petty crimes running from the Cops/ |
Knowing pops would kill me if I ever got caught/ |
My man got shot days later he’s dead/ |
Its running through my head we all allergic to lead/ |
I’ll never ever forget what my oldest brother said/ |
You can be a dreamer but don’t live in your bed/ |
So I left that life and I went to college/ |
My God became, money, sex, status and knowledge/ |
And if I didn’t get I’d go insane/ |
I guess that’s the result of a life with bad aim/ |
Verse 3 |
They want a third chapter, sit back and listen/ |
Like Matt Damon I was born for this mission/ |
I heard a crazy message about the world’s hero/ |
And how it was a righteous kill, Robert Deniro/ |
And how he got punished when he did zero/ |
Just to bring a cure to some sin sick people/ |
Did some research found none equal/ |
Perfection wrapped in flesh to dead evil/ |
I guess my biggest issues I thought I was a Christian/ |
But now I have a passion for Christ Mel Gibson/ |
I asked my man if he knew his way to heaven/ |
He said sure they open doors around seven/ |
And closes at 3 so go get your blessings/ |
I guess it’s my fault for assuming his understanding/ |
He knows what he needs he’s scared to explore why/ |
Eternity’s on his heart Christ hit the bullseye/ |