Now I Feel Ya - Scarface

…It's a new day… ya know what I’m sayin'?

A new day brings a new problem to a brother

And all I gots ta say is thank god for my mother

Cause without my mommy dear my life would’ve been joke

Either locked up playin' dead and still slangin' dope but nope

The lord he had a plan for me

And with his help my mother made a man of me

Didn’t blindfold me to the world we was livin' in

Taught me how to save my little dividends

So when I graduated I’d have a little school money

But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy

And flunked outta school with the flag pole

And left my mother dear at home with a sad soul

Because my mother worked the fingers to the bone

Cause we was alone, and me I bought a death home

My real pops he broke out with the style

So I respect my stepdad, for raisin' another nigga’s child

So now we livin' comftable

Taught me the game and how to be responsible

But back then I couldn’t see it

I wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the kid’s leavin'

And ended up in a big fight

And told me not to come home until I got my shit right

So now I’m livin' in my grandma’s home

My grandma’s strong, she’s got nine kids of her own

And keepin' me ain’t no big deal

But now that I’m much older I see just how the shit feels

Being kind-hearted, not wantin' to tell me no

Even though my grandfather just had a stroke

And now the money’s low

And pretty soon a brother’s gonna have ta go

Or either try to find a job so I can help out

I’m in the ghetto, I gots ta get myself out

And when I get out I gotta try to pave the way

So my family can have a better place to stay

I’m losin' all hope, a brother’s fallin' short

I can’t cope, so now I’m slangin' dope

And now my granny knows I’m doin' wrong

She just prayin' for me heavily

Take care of her grandson

And the lord must of heard her prayer

Cause he made me get a grip

And got me on up outta there

I heard my mother say them streets is gonna kill ya

You couldn’t have told me nothin' back then

But now I feel ya…

I’m eighteen, and now I’m havin' big fun

My baby’s mother just had my first son

May eleven, I never will forget the day

A star’s born, let’s name him little Scarface

My first born and yo I’m a proud father

I gotta son, I gots ta be my son’s father

And sellin dope ain’t the way that I can get ahead

But what the hell, I gots ta keep my baby fed

I buy him milk, and pampers tryin ta do my part

And he’s my son, I gots ta try to make him hard

I buy him clothes, and jewellry not the Tonka toys

Because the Tonka toys will only punk my boy

And I don’t want my son to look at life

Through a replica of reality tryin' to make it life-like

But yet and still I let my son be a kid

Just give him up the real, exactly like my momma did

So when he gets to be a man he’ll appreciate

The game I gave him way back when he used to roller skate

And now my son is four years old

I really gots ta give the real and try to play the father’s role

Because these years he’ll remember most

So it’s all about little Marcus and me becomin' close

But I got a buncha obstacles

If it ain’t my line of work it’s the girlies on my popsicle

Now everybody’s got my baby

Wantin' to have their hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy

«It's your daughter, don’t she look like you?»

I just can’t tell, why don’t you take it to ma momma do

Because my mother knows the real deal

All these hoochies poppin' coochie tryin' to get a free meal

So now we in and outta cope

Tryin' to get mo money, braggin' om the child support

Tellin' her friends that she’s breakin' me

Now eveybody knows, that she was just fakin' G

Come to find out, the girl never had me

She’s the baby’s mother but me I ain’t the baby’s daddy