Vic Santoro - Heal My Soul [studio]

I'm down on my knees God heal my soul yeah
I don't wanna say it's not my fault
I walked through the darkness still stand bold,
Yeah took so many losses down this road.

Only guarantee in life is that death is for certain
I don't think I was put on this earth to be working
For a next man building up his pyramid first
I rate the actions, you can never fool me with words
I want my just dues, people that I trust there is just few
Product of environment came up as a rough yute
Tough too, doing what it takes just to cut through
Touch who, I ain't having man tryna box food
Off my son's plate, I can't fathom the thought
It's all fun and games til you have to stand up in court
Then comes the flight date yeah they was tryna deport
If the succeeded I'd probably now be lined up in chalk
By myself back home in an alley out in K Town,
The feeling's different when I pray now,
When you're on the top, treat people with integrity
Cos you might see them on your way down

I'm down on my knees God heal my soul yeah
I don't wanna say it's not my fault
I walked through the darkness still stand bold,
Yeah took so many losses down this road.

I can't fully make amends for the past
But that's life though, think that I was meant for the task
Yeah I'm alright bro greatness got the zen for the path
And I'm consistent, doing what I meant from the start
Every time I write a bar yeah it stems from the heart
School days beat boxing yeah I fell for the art
Jailhouse freestyling kept my head on the craft
Now when the credits roll up see I'm there on the cast
I paved my own way, Vic was never gonna be a no name
How you feeling jealous bout my progress, that is so lame
When you was right there when I was grinding through the cold days,
Funny how they all change
More money more problems, that's the life of a boss,
When close friends switch sides it's like a knife to the gut
They was tryna get me down, I had to fight for my spot
And I've been waiting on my time, I had my eye on the clock
I never lost sleep, suited up looking like a trustee
Big conspiracy, thinking nah it must be
Table full of made men, everything is lovely
We came a long way from pumpy

I'm down on my knees God heal my soul yeah
I don't wanna say it's not my fault
I walked through the darkness still stand bold,
Yeah took so many losses down this road.

Written by:
MICHELIN SHIN, VIC SANTORO

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Royalty Network, Downtown Music Publishing

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