If it wasn't for

I remember growing up as a kid, stumpy un-fit
Always shy and mumbling things with nothing that brings
Something but a craving that's huge, lived in a cramped duplex,
A microwave in my room that was always used
Slaving, sacrificing my sleep, they’re trying to eat
Working late; fighting the beast
I recall one dude got stabbed on my porch
Home’s so bad, I wish that mom and dad would divorce
But they didn't, they just beat me and my siblings
Rather be lost, instead I'm here fighting and quibbling
Package my thoughts and spew it out, writing and scribbling
Trapped in a box, a juvenile slightly inhibiting signs of fear,
Including huge human diffusion bruises
Abusing my views is rude, I accuse all whom who do it
I'm cupid and it's stupid for me to lose it on music
Assuming they killing all of who's human, then I'm amused and its
...Never too late to crusade cause...I really don't care what you say
But...I still can't bare to lose face, I swear I'm true grace
With the flair of Bruce Wayne
There comes a time where you get fucked, if not several
And there’s always someone who deserves it instead of you
Everyone’s been made to look like a fool, I’ve got lists galore
And every dude’s been screwed by a bitch before
But learn from it, develop a firm stomach
Don’t well up like burnt rubbish the second after you hit the floor
You get deceived; they took what they could take with them
So you’re fucked in a bad way…like a rape victim

Chorus:
And if it wasn't for this, and it wasn't for that
...I'd have a better excuse, man...
Act like it doesn't exist, and just never look back
I'm always up in the midst of a clever attack
And I got nothing but fists and a hell of an act
To be sure to convince whoever I can react

It’s Murphy’s Law; nice ones get hurt the worst
I burst this verse for those in a hearse in church immersed in dirt
First thing’s first as I think with a crazy frown
If I cared about life I’d put the razor down
Everybody falls...but not everybody can get up
...Because these demons won’t let up...
I promised myself I won’t forget how short this life is
.... And never give in to my vices
I seen too many people sell their hopes and dreams
To cope with means to people who sell salaries like coke to fiends
It's an easy trap to fall in
...Succumb to all the pressures when the debts are calling
Cause being happy aint enough to suffice...
As we grow old we unlearn to love life
As we lose that urge we shed the innocence
And won’t think twice to kill a friend
As long as we get the million...
Probably have to wait till after death to feel again
People have high hopes but when they reach up to grab it
They jump like a rabbit and miss because they're creatures of habit
And we say...

If it wasn’t for…
If it wasn’t for…