Mr. T

It's time to let the world know who I really am
And if you think you know who the fuck I am...
Well I'm just an ordinary guy, like you
Check it!

Yo, they call me Mr. T
I'm kind of like a big mystery
They don't know anything about...
The type of life I live...
It's rough and corrupt; quite frankly, I say it sucks
I have to deal with the bullshit like all of the time
People always trying to infiltrate my mind
Make me believe lies that aren't even true
What the fuck am I supposed to do?
I'm just one guy against a billion
But somehow, I am going to win
Because I got the determination, I got the drive
I got eyes, I can see, I'm not stupidly blind
There's no one else I can be except me
A guy shackled up who just wants to be free...
From these tight chains that I'm shackled to
I'm feel so locked down, I feel like I am a fool

Now who is the man on this track?
Mr. T!
Now who is the man who gives a damn?
Mr. T!
Now who is the man who lasts long?
Mr. T!
And who is the man who's still around?
Mr. T!

Now I'm just walking around, living my life
But around every corner there lies a vile fight
Do I stand down, or do I engage?
It doesn't matter the circumstance, I'm fucked every which way
I'm broke as a motherfucking joke
I smoke lots of dope just so I can find hope
Just trying to live through these tough circumstances
I ask a lot of questions but I don't get any answers
I'm driving blind, without any sight or direction
Just looking for something resembling God's blessin'
So I can get my life back on the right track
But something's telling me it's never gonna be like that
So I gotta face reality, it's never gonna change
I got a curse floating around and it's affecting my brain
All the constant accusations, it's like tabloid news
It'd be a living hell if you were in my shoes

Now who is the man on this track?
Mr. T!
Now who is the man who gives a damn?
Mr. T!
Now who is the man who lasts long?
Mr. T!
And who is the man who's still around?
Mr. T!

I got a mob of people clamoring for my head
If it wasn't for my survival skills, I would of been dead
I lay low at all available times
Practicing the flow and enhancing the grind
The world is corrupt, so I gotta remain pure
Even though I'm not one hundred percent sure...
On everything I do and who I really am
I'm trying to find my place in this master plan
Lord, why don't they make this easy?
I try so many times and yet I don't believe...
It's always going to be impossible to win
I've lost so much, you think I've forgotten?
All the struggle, the torment and the pain
To you, it's just one silly video game
Where there's no consequences, only benefits
Why y'all gotta bring me down? I'm tired of this!