Changed Man by Ragnar Beats and ...
• Written by GRANDADDYBAD
Yes I know i've been a demon in my past.
But I know my wrath couldn't last.
And I know I let my rage eat my heart by the peice
This I know be engaged and find inner peace
Yeah I know I turned my back on the almighty
And I know I might burn, it's alright G
I know you think you know all about the Bad one
But I know that through the venom I was a sad son
And I know i've hurt many people in my life.
I know I betrayed many souls in my strife
And I know no amounts of renounce can help
All I know is alot of hatred i've dealt
Yes I know i've burned many bridges and cant go back
And I know forgivness is futile I deserve that
But I know my selfishness is a thing of the past
And I know Karma is gonna kick my dumb black ass
But imma changed man
I know its time for change
Im not the same man
My minds rearranged
Imma changed man
Gone is the deranged
Im not the same man
Some of you might find it strange
The path that I walked was frought with my rage
I smashed many mics and stormed on the stage
My pact wasnt an act, the hate came from the soul
My knack to react, was in fact no control
I've spit venom, attacked all the locals
All Christians i'd wanna put in a choke hold
Satanic verses, and way too many curses I let loose
No regard for humanity, just veins filled skunk juice
I fought a pastor, a nun,a priest at least
More than once I wished them all deceased
Not even kidding I really thought I was winning
Cus I spoke my truth believed I wasn't sinning
Grandaddy BAD wanted to conquer the whole world
Even if I stepped on toes, couldn't see the pearl
Bowed down to no man and I wrote my own plan
Never die on my knees, I would die where I stand
But imma changed man
I know its time for change
Im not the same man
My minds rearranged
Imma changed man
Gone is the deranged
Im not the same man
Some of you might find it strange
And now I understand I have to embrace all my faults
Embrace all my love, places of worship arent cults
I lost my whole fam, and I now understand
Empathy and sympathy I must now grasp in hand
Giving the finger to all isnt smart, you need heart
A soul ripped apart, causes a fall from the start
I fight the darkness each day, I need light just to see
I might just get to be the man I was meant to be
And seriously I meditate to escape all my hate
It may be futile, might be too late
But one day at a time I'll change the flow of my rhyme
To reflect the best me, Happiness ain't a mime
I'll stand on my soapbox and speak of my ills
But no bitterness no boasts about kills
Grandaddy BAD the man the myth the legend
I still exist but all bets im hedging
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GRANDADDYBAD
Member since September 26 2015