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X THE GREAT lyrics : "Let My Fam Down"

VERSE 1
I let my fam down, actin' like a damn clown,
Gettin' cross-faded with two 40's and a gram now.

Hands down, just a couple years ago, I was straight edge,
Now I'm fiendin' for some liquor like a lost, enslaved wretch.
All washed up from the turn of the tide,

Burnin' inside, I swerve and slide.
A victim of follies, drown wisdom in Vitali,
Deranged, enchained by the prison that embalms me.

Raised a Catholic, my faith is gone,
At the rate I'm on, I fill my slate with wrongs.
Can't recall the last time I said a prayer to God,

Lead a hypocrite's life, deep in layers of fraud.
If that wasn't enough for my heathen $$#,
$#&@ed around in grad school and barely even passed.


CHORUS
I let my fam down . . .

Yo, I let my fam down . . .
Yo, I let my fam down, actin' like a damn clown,
Gettin' cross-faded with two 40's and a gram now.


VERSE 2
With a couple of booze sips, I'm chasing loose lips,

If Mom knew the truth, she'd say cut that You&&^(.
Bruised fists to walls, can't control my emotions,
To think I was born with a soul of devotion.

Now I'm cold in the ocean, tied by the feet,
Hearing hell's sweet call, I vibe to the beat.
Unrighteous and weak from aimless tries,

No sight for the meek in nameless sties.
From a logical one to a prodigal son,
In a downward spiral, the chronicle runs.

When an obstacle comes, I just hide in my shell,
Keep chugging the fifth while steady lightin' the L.
Spiteful as hell, I can't stand on my own two,

Prone to collapse when the winter storm's blown through.
Drift from shore, succumb to wicked desires,
Alcohol fuels the flames, and I'm sippin' the fire.


CHORUS


VERSE 3
My dad always taught me be frugal with cash,
And I followed that lesson like a pupil that passed.

Turned unsuitable fast, I forsake thy name,
A mirage, but I front like I make it rain.
What can take the pain, knowing I've disgraced?

Brought my fam'ly shame from my childish ways.
Turned from the Lord, I forever stoop lower,
Heard the discord, the vice life's the new sober.

In bogs and marshes where the fog's the harshest,
Can't go another step 'cause I've walked my farthest.
But they pushed on so I'd never feel lonely,

Can't even express all the love that they've shown me.
If the blood in my veins is too ugly to change,
In the end, I know my folks still love me the same.

I hope their lessons and blessings will guide their boy,
So the life I lead brings 'em pride and joy
To make my fam proud . . .

I hope I make my fam proud . . .
I hope to make my fam proud, hope to make my fam proud,
They said, "We'll always be here anytime you need a hand, Cloud."

God forbid they pass, their love still propels my revival,
My folks are my idols, so quick to quote the Bible.

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