A Bronx Tale Became Hell Up In Harlem ft. Mike O. & Odane Whilby Lyrics

To his job, he positioned himself

Like Kobe eager to shoot his shot, and place his name in the hall of fame

But like the fate of Achilles, he'll soon taste

How bitter promotion is traded for humiliation

Disillusioned. the security that once brought him comfort

Is now the security monitoring his exit, rejected

In facing an uncertain future

How will he fare, now that his determination has been tested through termination

His determination is being tested through termination

His determination has been tested

So I walked into my job, first day of the week, November 4th

Four years dedicated, yet one hour later, unemployed

Walking out with former supervisors, just in case I turned psychotic

I'm saying: Jay you got this, No I ain't got this

My world turned upside down, round & round it turned me

Don't know what I'll tell my wife for why I'm back at Ten-thirty

Even though I knew it was a matter of time before I was let go

I was still like hell no, all my plans got death blows

I just got hitched, I'm thinking ain't this a: whoa

Jason don't lose yourself, it's Shady in this Twilight Zone

That I'm caught up in, talk about an interruption

Gave my life to after schools, their artistic productions

The staff that was sometimes suspect, the parents that were cussing

Me out for no reason, but pleasing when they needed something

Got that leadership status & nearly caught concussions

In that office when I collapsed, it would've been all for nothing

I missed church services, bible study with everything that was ridin' on me

An idol for me, I'm convinced that God took that title from me

I was getting my feet wet, wasn't a year in deep yet

But being the one in charge, spiritually I was a complete mess

Couldn't make a mistake, though sometimes I was to blame

Wasn't worth the financial gain, I hated who I became

Desperate times called for desperate measures just to keep that treasure

But it had to go, 'cause there was no way I would see that ever

First time in a while, I got no clue what to do

And it's complicated

I got options, and all of these potential moves

That I'm contemplating

But if God's purpose isn't this, I'm screwed

And it's complicated

A Bronx Tale became my hell up in Harlem I had to lose

That I'm contemplating

Yeah

So now I'm working this warehouse, I'm scraping tape of the floor

Being used for social distancing, only to tape down some more

I'm grabbing heavier boxes than ones that came down before

Can't wait to lay down, I'm sore, but it's 'bout to weigh down my snores

Cause I'm having nightmares of waking up nights with no purpose

Cause I'm right here, breaking up fights with co-workers

And it's quite clear, I'm hating my life, it's slow murder

Like a knife tear, breaking windpipes, my throat's bursting

With more blood than Jesus shed, aggressive all my demons get

I should leave this job, except I ain't found a reason yet

Yes! I'm stowing packages in orange vests, not at all upset

Cause my last job had me sorta tense with a morbid stress

Over performance yet I'm tortured, guess I missed all of those warning threats

Now I question teaching jobs I oughta get

Like, do I wanna work with kids? Last time was rocky

I can see 'em forming mob scenes asking me: yo, what does WAP mean?

Don't know Megan, you got me. Yeah, the truth will cost my paycheck

Meanwhile co-worker I fired is bringing false allegations against Jason

ironic 'cause she's the one I was fighting for

What? No wonder I'm not working at that site no more

I don't trust my judgment and now I'm scared I can't write

I ain't staying in Christ and I'm frustrating my wife

You don't wanna know what I've been contemplating at night

This husband's failing at making a life

For my family, it's true I got no clue what to do

And it's complicated

I got options, and all of these potential moves

That I'm contemplating

But if God's purpose isn't this, I'm screwed

And it's complicated

A Bronx Tale became my hell up in Harlem I had to lose

And I don't know what to do

Never expected to lose

And I don't know what I do

Cause I can't deal with my truth

And I don't know what to do

With shots that I didn't shoot

Lord I don't know what to do

I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out

I'm crying out