~The Man Behind Concept~

~The Man Behind Concept~

[intro]
people always ask me how did i become the man i am.....
through all the abuse and lies that i lived though, how am i what i am today...
somtimes i wonder who i really am and what i really am......


[hook]
why does this pain never subside, you can see it in my eyes
n why is my shame and this strain seemingly my own pride
its always the same n i cant hide, have to just take it in stride
even if i get maimed but through this have i became my lies?

walk wit me as i talk thorugh all this shit wit my knowlage-see
i've been considered a prodagey, cuz of what people thought-of-me
and this is what im cought-in-see, cuz of everything that i've tried
cant escape the abuse that brought-this-me, through all the lies
that i've had to produce to survive and the constant munipulation
from the sick-you-facin and people dont believe so you sit-n-waitn
for the mentally ill to strike emotionally or just to take-ya-food
i grew up seemingly fine but thats olny cuz i had to fake-a-mood
or risk a foster home, being left worse then when this all-started
one has to play the mind games now im left being cold-hearted
and too emotional at the same time, if that makes any-sence
been dumped on by many-since i was young but just let-me-tence
for a min cuz the physical was way less then the mental abuse
makin wonder "whats the use" if no one can see this fuckin nuse
cuz form the outside it wasnt visable , see it was just always me
n this on a daily basis, mental attacks, all they doin is callin me

[hook]
why does this pain never subside, you can see it in my eyes
n why is my shame and this strain seemingly my own pride
its always the same n i cant hide, have to just take it in stride
even if i get maimed but through this have i became my lies?

from my experince its not possable, to be workin-on-ya-self
if ya got this jerkin-on-ya-health, like a person-known-as-hell
all my anger i just had to tame-that, thats why i've slain-rap
see cuz it's all i could do when im goin back to the same-crap
just pull the pen from my sleve, when people wouldnt believe
it was my need, what i did to feed my soul so i could breathe!
the demons from my past return, but i know what i've learned
n yes i may be out now, but the pain is there n it alwys burns
complex PTSD isnt somthin you make up on ya own
usally it's only soldiers that have this, when they return home
but the mind games leave you rattled, its a every day battle
n these people who abuse, round you up like ya fuckin cattle!
but i know beetter about my-self, so today i could die-well
even when it felt like the sky-fell, i see i was able to ride-hell
so ya may think im sick and twisted, or mankinds-bomb-threat
but see now i'm lettin ya'll know, the man-behind-concept

[hook]
why does this pain never subside, you can see it in my eyes
n why is my shame and this strain seemingly my own pride
its always the same n i cant hide, have to just take it in stride
even if i get maimed but through i'm able to realize my side

~Concept~