Give The World To You - Emilio Rojas, Dave Schuler

No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do

Like the air that I breathe, you’re all that I need…

Yeah, my mother was white, my father a spic

My grandparents on my mama side, both of ‘em is racist as shit

And my father fathered homie on the day that we met

It was 18, ten years since my father had dipped

I ask him how he didn’t send my mama cash to help out

When I was telling all my neighbors I’m the man of the house

And I was running ‘round the hood and handing ass whippings out

‘Cause I was young, I had to handle myself

I used to stand by myself, all alone

In the city where so many grew up at but not a lot of people are grown

If they ain’t be leaving that home and I be leaving my home

And I raped the game like I don’t know the meaning of no

I remember when my teachers were treating me like a pile of shit

Said I won’t amount to shit, then I got a scholarship

They ran their mouths and said I got the shit ‘cause I’mma spic

I thank God that I gotten out of it, yeah

No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do

Like the air that I breathe, oh you’re all that I need

No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do

I take my own life to give the world to you

Now I ain’t wanna go to school, I applied when the application was due

I went a few semesters and decided I was through

I moved out of my city to a room without a view

It didn’t even have a window in it for looking through, right?

Illegal tenants in that one bedroom, we couldn’t even fit a bed in

The floor was where we slept in, two is in the living room

And two is in the bedroom but I ain’t ask for help

I had to prove my independence, my sister stealing food for me then

I was getting desperate, she call and checking up

And acting like it’s just a check-in

But how the hell the Devil seem to know the way to Heaven?

They just give me ultimatums, homie, no one make suggestions

Ain’t no answer to my prayers, I ain’t praying with a question

Critics went from praising me to hating what I’m penning

I ain’t changing my direction, they just changing their perception

‘Cause everybody saying I’mma get it

In my city in the Summer, there’s a murder a day

That’s why I tell my mother I’mma move her away

Shit, I got enough cash, she call the movers today

We put her inside a beautiful place, I want my sisters around

Want my people and my nieces around so I can live the high life

And keep my feet on the ground, my memories are made

By what I’m dreaming about ‘cause I’m so close to reaching it now