Lyrics If It Were You - SPM

If It Were You

Do what you got to do
But what if it were you
1986 crack was new
he tried it with his cousin on an afternoon
it changed his life
the feeling was powerful
one twenty rock only took an hour to
turn him to a customer of the pain and torment
the drug called his name every waking moment
left it all behind, to chase the smoke
his wife and daughter had no way to cope
his brother tried to intervene
so did his cousin, friends and colleges
but so far nothing
the neighbors poked fun, the kids were so harsh
«Your daddy is a crackhead»
leaving emotional scars
but 99 percent of all who try it
will go on a mother fuckin monster diet
still to buy it, but still deny it
and dream for a day they can slay goliath
Why does everyone hate on someone
It’ll make you feel love for no one
hurtin people is so wrong, i say to 'em
Do what you got to do
But what if it were you
the nights are dim, she hoping they tip big
all that she wearing: g-string and lipstick
just trying to pay the bills, save whatever’s left
staring in the eyes of men she’s never met
her beauty is beyond the average dancer
every dude inside vogues wish they could have her
this brings jealousy amongst the other chicks
they keyed her new truck just for the fuck of it
she’s taking four classes at the junior college
a few students know what she looks like topless
word gets around and they laugh and smirk
most of them bitches that never had to work
her son is in daycare, his daddy he don’t care
but a long face is something she won’t wear
relatives whisper during family gatherings
«her dad was a fool and she takes after him»
Why does everyone hate on someone
it’ll make you feel love for no one
hurtin people is so wrong, i say to 'em
do what you got to do
but what if it were you
he did 17 years in a violent prison
come back home but his life is missing
his mom passed away and his wife got married
first time in a long time is scary
whats the internet, whats the face book page
all he knows is a toilet and an 8 foot cage
clean sheets every tuesday, prison’s predictable
the free world life is much more difficult
no one would hire him, he’s covered in tats
green tear drops for the ones that have passes
the baby he had is 21 years old
he heard she was strippin at a club called vogues
he didnt have a penny in his pocket to help
but what about the gun momma locked in the shelf?
it was still there with the bullets intact
now the prison guard laughs
«I knew you would be back.»
Why does everyone hate on someone
it’ll make you feel love for no one
hurtin people is so wrong, i say to 'em
do what you got to do
but what if it were you
its so easy to hate
any fucking coward can hate somebody
or judge somebody
but the realest, greatest people on earth
are those who have love,
those who try to help somebody