Author of My Story Lyrics

Some of the events, or repetition of the events

We have to go to the root

We have to go to the cause

Dealing with the condition itself is not enough

This is not reaction channel, this is not ya average

Driving thru the city dawg, the lights are always flashin'

You could take my pesos

You can't take away my passion

I'm so fucking pretty, you would thought it was a pageant

She say that she ready, I'm about to work my magic

I'm straight out of the book

I'd say it's pretty perfect casting

Money coming steady in, I'm pouring into fashion

The thoughts came, so anyway I started blasting

Author of my story, baby

Author of my story

Author of my story, baby

Author of my story

Author my own story, baby

Author my own story

Author of my story, baby

Author of my, of my story

Stop sweet-talking it!

Tell him how you feel

Tell him how, what kinda hell you been catching

Who taught you to hate the color of your skin

To such extent that you bleach

To get like the white man

I was off the deep end, I hadn't been sleeping

Brush it off quick

When the thoughts start creeping, and uh

Knowledge is power, knowledge is wealth

Knowledge of it made me wanna put an end to myself

But fuck it

Came a long way from that innocent kid

Stars shine and they die, I'm only here for a time

I'll live as long as I try, and then my limit hits

It's like, I was logged in, and then the system quit

I won't forget, I keep a pen and pad handy

For every word she says, you won't catch me slip

I'm an author with writers' block

And my posture shows I been carrying boulders

With me that I don't know how to drop

Man, that hit the spot

I been seeing a therapist for my problems

Wanted someone who would let me talk

It makes no difference, really it's just an obstacle

My typewriter jamming, I guess I just need to lift the top

Take the paper off

If he's not ready to clean his house up

He shouldn't have a house

It should catch on fire

And burn down

Author of my story, baby

Author of my story

Author of my story, baby

Author of my story

Author my own story, baby

Author of my story

Author of my story, baby

Author of my story, yuh

Author my own story

Won't catch me lacking Brodie

God, He want me be holy

Should put a tracker on me

Writing rhymes for my timeline, I'm never lonely

Big dawg, bigger plan

Wait 'til you read the story

So the only way we're going to get some of this

Oppression, and exploitation

Away from us, or aside from us

Is come together against the common enemy