Black Parade On December 4th
When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the damned?"
He said, "Will you defeat them
Your demons, and all the non-believers
The plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you
A phantom to lead you in the summer
To join the black parade"
They say "they never really miss you
Til you dead or you gone"
So on that note, I'm leaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feel no
Way about Jay so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way
Hold on i was conceived by Gloria
Carter and Adnes Reeves
Who made love under the sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker MC and my momma would claim
At 10 pounds
When I was born I didn't give her no pain
Although through the years I gave
Her her fair share
I gave her her first real scare
I made up for birth when I got here
She knows my purpose wasn't purpose
I ain't perfect, I care
But I feel worthless cause my
Shirts wasn't matching my gear
Now I'm just scratching the surface
Cause what's buried under there
Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared
I went to school, got good grades
Could behave when I wanted
But I had demons deep inside
That would raise when confronted
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the damned?"
He said, "Will you defeat them
Your demons, and all the non-believers
The plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you
A phantom to lead you in the summer
To join the black parade"
Now all the teachers couldn't reach me
And my momma couldn't beat me
Hard enough to match the pain of
My pops not seeing me, so
With that disdain in my membrane
Got on my pimp game
Fuck the world, my defense came
Then DeHaven introduced me to the game
Spanish Jose introduced me to 'caine
I'm a hustler now
My gear is in and I'm in the in crowd
And all the wavy light-skinned girls
Is loving me now
My self-esteem went through the roof, man
I got my swag got a Volvo from this girl
When her man got bagged
Plus I hit my momma with cash
From a show that I had
Supposedly, knowing nobody paid Jaz wack ass
I'm getting ahead of myself, by the way
I could rap
But that came second to me moving this crack
Gimme a second, I swear
I will say about my rap career
Til '96 came, niggas I'm here good-bye
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the damned?"
He said, "Will you defeat them
Your demons, and all the non-believers
The plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you
A phantom to lead you in the summer
To join the black parade"
Good-bye to the game, all the spoils
The adrenaline rush
Your blood boils you in the spot
Knowing cops could rush
And you in a drop, you're so easy to touch
No two days are alike
Except the first and fifteenth, pretty much
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from us
Hustlers, we don't sleep, we rest one eye up
And the drought will define a man
When the well dries up
You learn the worth of water without
Work, you thirst til you die, yup!
And niggas get tied up for product
And little brothers' ring fingers get cut up
To show mothers they really got em
And this was the stress I
Lived with till I decided
To try this rap shit for a living
I pray I'm forgiven
For every bad decision I made
Every sister I played
Cause I'm still paranoid to this day
And it's nobody's fault I made
The decisions I made
This is the life I chose, or rather
The life that chose me
(If you can't respect that your
Whole perspective is wack
Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black)
When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the damned?"
He said, "Will you defeat them
Your demons, and all the non-believers
The plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you
A phantom to lead you in the summer
To join the black parade"