New York Bittersweet Symphony Testo

[Intro:]
This is my story
My struggle uh
My bittersweet symphony
My pain... Check it;

Food getting lower
Money coming slower
Damn landlord keep bitching cause you owe her
I'm too afraid to grow up I pray to God I blow up
And roll up in something foreign where the front doors go up

I wonder if my peers
Could hear my prayers
The only nigga got me scared
Is the man upstairs
When my back against the wall
I'm a face my fears
I'll swallow my pride
'Fore I swallow a tear

Cause I be going hard
Stevie on his job
I'm praying to something to happen?
[?] to God
These wolves got me scarred
I try so hard
To survive
Guess just to prosper gotta strive
Then I hit the stage
And gone [?]
Everybody know my name
And the song I sings
I rejoice my pain
And they doing the same
And the haters gonna hate
I'm just doing my thing

Got my bad bitch
With me she so (dangy?)
Said she love ASAP
Cause we so tangy
Living life fast
So I feel like kids
And I'm blowing up fast
So I feel like BIG
With the super nintendo
Sega genesis
Now we doing deals with the major businesses
Get a little change
Niggas feel a little strange
Uh-Oh truck flow
Pull off in a range

Niggas say I changed
But I'm living it up
Shit if money didn't change you
You ain't getting enough
Fuck cop and the calm?
Tryna' fly to the stars
Smooth on the moon
And I be mobbing to mars

Niggas say I'm I'll
Y'all ain't telling me shit
Nice [?]
Y'all ain't help me with shit
Ooh money change drastic
Flew through gymnastic
The doors lift up
And the roof do a back flip
Zooming through traffic
Probably with a bad bitch
Slash actress and we on our way to Saks Fifth
Life was so tragic
All of that was past tense
Now I'm living lavish
This got to be magic

[Singing:]
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord my soul to take
As I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord I rest in peace
If I die before I wake
Please enjoy the songs I make
As I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord I rest in peace