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letra de me - mads veslelia

[verse 1]
i went through my life, without having no one
you got a mom and dad, but i’m riding solo
where’s my dad? gotta call me when you know so
i can say h-llo or rip his f-cking head off he’s a psycho
i was that close, half-cracked skull, sh-t
but i survived, i’m older, gotta thank mom for it
she took me in her arms, and ran away
i never saw that b-st-rd again, and it better stay that way
she found another guy, i was only 4
a great man, they made my brother, got a happy home
but that was not for long, cause momma was an addict
so what happened yo, she had to go to rehab, tryna make her habits go
that didn’t happen, no
she came back and started smashing all we ever known
happy home, we’re gone
she f-cked up everything, couldn’t even get me to school
and i was battling
with my emotions, didn’t had anything, stepfather
took care of mother, but he was not smarter
didn’t take long, before he took a step further
mom on rehab again while he had s-x with a hoe
how the f-ck was i supposed to keep my common sense
when i was 7, had to watch my brother, when he was out and d-mn
it was hard back then, and it still is
but i’m here, watching him, backing him, die for him
back when i was saying stepfather slept with a prost-tute
mommy came back, and she didn’t know what to do
he had started with the same thing as she
so now i had 2 parents on drugs; not weed, but heroin
wish it was all a dream, so i could just wake up
go downstairs, and not see dangerous, addicted faces
but my future was written
i was caught, no bullsh-ttin’
how could they keep on sitting, sticking needles, in the kitchen?
it was like prison, till one day i-
was standing in the hallway, and just watching ma
i was crying, but through the door came an angel
it was grandma she took me away, and god, i’m thankful
she just grabbed me, and i never came back
my little brother wasn’t home, just lucky that-
i was the one, he ended up in a foster home
with some fake parents that ain’t even nice to him
so now i’m here, 20 years, writing this weird
story of mine, like somebody else care
but i tell you this, if you’re f-cking with this
my family’s all i got, and i don’t take more sh-t
i ain’t got no heart, it don’t beat no more
i was dumped just, um, i don’t know, days ago
ironically we fought about her past, you see, there’s a junkie that keeps on coming back tryna kick my -ss
he was talking trash, he better see my back
there’s a tattoo that will, make you feel my wrath
he said i couldn’t rap, i laughed and told her that
right after that, she admitted f-cking him in the past
so i turned aggressive, my temper is all screwed
spitted out some lines about a wh0r-, and now we’re through
guess i’m better off alone, so i can’t hurt too-
much
but if there’s one thing, i must
is keep on going, my family needs mads

[outro]
i don’t think no one, will ever see
what i see, what i see
i don’t think no one, will ever be
able to really, able to really, love me
(yo, yo, yo, yo)
so, don’t you love me? i don’t need you, lovely
i don’t need
no
one

- mads veslelia

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