paroles de chanson A Bronx Tale Became Hell Up In Harlem (feat. Mike O. & Odane Whilby) - Conquest

To his job, he positioned himself
Like Kobe eager to shoot his shot, and place his name in the hall of fame
But like the fate of Achilles, he'll soon taste
How bitter promotion is traded for humiliation
Disillusioned. the security that once brought him comfort
Is now the security monitoring his exit, rejected
In facing an uncertain future
How will he fare, now that his determination has been tested through termination
His determination is being tested through termination
His determination has been tested

So I walked into my job, first day of the week, November 4th
Four years dedicated, yet one hour later, unemployed
Walking out with former supervisors, just in case I turned psychotic
I'm saying: Jay you got this, No I ain't got this
My world turned upside down, round & round it turned me
Don't know what I'll tell my wife for why I'm back at Ten-thirty
Even though I knew it was a matter of time before I was let go
I was still like hell no, all my plans got death blows
I just got hitched, I'm thinking ain't this a: whoa
Jason don't lose yourself, it's Shady in this Twilight Zone
That I'm caught up in, talk about an interruption
Gave my life to after schools, their artistic productions
The staff that was sometimes suspect, the parents that were cussing
Me out for no reason, but pleasing when they needed something
Got that leadership status & nearly caught concussions
In that office when I collapsed, it would've been all for nothing
I missed church services, bible study with everything that was ridin' on me
An idol for me, I'm convinced that God took that title from me
I was getting my feet wet, wasn't a year in deep yet
But being the one in charge, spiritually I was a complete mess
Couldn't make a mistake, though sometimes I was to blame
Wasn't worth the financial gain, I hated who I became
Desperate times called for desperate measures just to keep that treasure
But it had to go, 'cause there was no way I would see that ever

First time in a while, I got no clue what to do
And it's complicated
I got options, and all of these potential moves
That I'm contemplating
But if God's purpose isn't this, I'm screwed
And it's complicated
A Bronx Tale became my hell up in Harlem I had to lose
That I'm contemplating

Yeah
So now I'm working this warehouse, I'm scraping tape of the floor
Being used for social distancing, only to tape down some more
I'm grabbing heavier boxes than ones that came down before
Can't wait to lay down, I'm sore, but it's 'bout to weigh down my snores
Cause I'm having nightmares of waking up nights with no purpose
Cause I'm right here, breaking up fights with co-workers
And it's quite clear, I'm hating my life, it's slow murder
Like a knife tear, breaking windpipes, my throat's bursting
With more blood than Jesus shed, aggressive all my demons get
I should leave this job, except I ain't found a reason yet
Yes! I'm stowing packages in orange vests, not at all upset
Cause my last job had me sorta tense with a morbid stress
Over performance yet I'm tortured, guess I missed all of those warning threats
Now I question teaching jobs I oughta get
Like, do I wanna work with kids? Last time was rocky
I can see 'em forming mob scenes asking me: yo, what does WAP mean?
Don't know Megan, you got me. Yeah, the truth will cost my paycheck
Meanwhile co-worker I fired is bringing false allegations against Jason
Ironic 'cause she's the one I was fighting for
What? No wonder I'm not working at that site no more
I don't trust my judgment and now I'm scared I can't write
I ain't staying in Christ and I'm frustrating my wife
You don't wanna know what I've been contemplating at night
This husband's failing at making a life

For my family, it's true I got no clue what to do
And it's complicated
I got options, and all of these potential moves
That I'm contemplating
But if God's purpose isn't this, I'm screwed
And it's complicated
A Bronx Tale became my hell up in Harlem I had to lose

And I don't know what to do
Never expected to lose
And I don't know what I do
Cause I can't deal with my truth
And I don't know what to do
With shots that I didn't shoot
Lord I don't know what to do
I'm crying out to you

I'm crying out to you
I'm crying out to you
I'm crying out to you
I'm crying out to you
I'm crying out to you
I'm crying out to you
I'm crying out to you
I'm crying out
I'm crying out