33rd by Ruslan Lyrics
(Time travel)
It all started on 33rd
That's where a Russian boy then emerged
’Fore I ever saw a Sunday service
'Fore I ever thought I'd see the burbs
Yea, dropped off by the I.R.C
’Fore I ever paid the I.R.S
Six months later Papa left
Found Momma's letters to her ex in a treasure chest
Dag, I kinda blew Her cover
I guess her and Daddy ain't really know each other
She went on the run way before I came here
Before I ran around America and changed gears
Before the peer pressure ever made me change peers
Before I ever thought, "I could make a change here"
I caught a case at eleven
Before I ever read 'Case For Christ" and considered heaven
Yea, 'fore I ever considered heaven
Yea, 'fore I ever considered heaven
It all started on 33rd
I started on 33rd
It all started on 33rd
Started on 33rd
Then it all started on Old Drive
Momma had to move me to the Northside
All the drama all the break-ins, oh my
But she ain't know what was happening out in O'side
Yea, moved from one hood to another though
All the gangs where moving under cover so
She ain’t know, finally I was dialed in
Trying to be a ball player I was all in
Delusional thinking I’m like the A-Team
Devastated when they cut me from the J.V
Walked out cuz I didn't wanna seem hurt
Only child I struggled with how a team work
Yea, but now the dream work
Funny how things tend come together in reverse
Not what I expected, I still feel disconnected
Same little boy that hopes to be perfected
In the Lord’s timing but you could never discredit
My effort for trying, fear of missing out
But that won't stop me from climbing, I've been socialized
To be silent, which makes me an island
On to myself got a lot going on trying to
Conquer myself before I put it in a song
Gotta live what I preach cuz this life isn't long
You don’t always need deflections to show that you strong
As my son's looking up to me for an example what a man is
I'm just trying to process all the trauma and the damage
Hope that you don't mind that I got to keep it this candid
I landed from a place of famine to
Having more than I know what to do with
Growth spurts hurt but I got to keep on moving
I stay working cuz I got to keep improving
Lord's so good He gave us all a blueprint
It all started on 33rd
That's where a Russian boy then emerged
’Fore I ever saw a Sunday service
'Fore I ever thought I'd see the burbs
Yea, dropped off by the I.R.C
’Fore I ever paid the I.R.S
Six months later Papa left
Found Momma's letters to her ex in a treasure chest
Dag, I kinda blew Her cover
I guess her and Daddy ain't really know each other
She went on the run way before I came here
Before I ran around America and changed gears
Before the peer pressure ever made me change peers
Before I ever thought, "I could make a change here"
I caught a case at eleven
Before I ever read 'Case For Christ" and considered heaven
Yea, 'fore I ever considered heaven
Yea, 'fore I ever considered heaven
It all started on 33rd
I started on 33rd
It all started on 33rd
Started on 33rd
Then it all started on Old Drive
Momma had to move me to the Northside
All the drama all the break-ins, oh my
But she ain't know what was happening out in O'side
Yea, moved from one hood to another though
All the gangs where moving under cover so
She ain’t know, finally I was dialed in
Trying to be a ball player I was all in
Delusional thinking I’m like the A-Team
Devastated when they cut me from the J.V
Walked out cuz I didn't wanna seem hurt
Only child I struggled with how a team work
Yea, but now the dream work
Funny how things tend come together in reverse
Not what I expected, I still feel disconnected
Same little boy that hopes to be perfected
In the Lord’s timing but you could never discredit
My effort for trying, fear of missing out
But that won't stop me from climbing, I've been socialized
To be silent, which makes me an island
On to myself got a lot going on trying to
Conquer myself before I put it in a song
Gotta live what I preach cuz this life isn't long
You don’t always need deflections to show that you strong
As my son's looking up to me for an example what a man is
I'm just trying to process all the trauma and the damage
Hope that you don't mind that I got to keep it this candid
I landed from a place of famine to
Having more than I know what to do with
Growth spurts hurt but I got to keep on moving
I stay working cuz I got to keep improving
Lord's so good He gave us all a blueprint