Beautiful

 Lately, I’ve been hard to reach
 I’ve been too long on my own
 Everyone has their private world
 Where they can be alone
 Are you calling me
 Are you trying to get through
 Are you reaching out for me
 I’m reaching out for you

I’m just so [bad word]  depressed
 I just can’t seem to get out this slump
 If I could just get over this hump
 But I need something to pull me out this dump
 I took my [bad word]  took my lumps
 Fell down and I got right back up
 But I need that spark to get psyched back up
 In order for me to pick the mic back up
 I don’t know how or why or when
 I ended up in this position I’m in
 I’m startin’ to feel distant again
 So I decided just to pick this pen up
 and try to make an attempt to vent
 But I just can’t admit [bad word] to grips
 That I may be done with rap, I need a new outlet
 And I know some [bad word]  so hard to swallow
 But I just can’t sit back and wallow in my own sorrow
 But I know one fact, I’ll be one tough act to follow
 One tough act to follow
 I’ll be one tough act to follow
 Here today, gone tomorrow
 But you’d have to walk a
 thousand miles

[Refrain]
 In my shoes, just to see, what
 it’s like to be me
 I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
 Just to see what it’d be like to feel your pain
 You feel mine, go inside each others’ minds
 Just to see what we’d find, look at [bad word] 
 through each others eyes
 But don’t let them say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get [bad word]  just stay [bad word] to you
 But don’t let them say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get [bad word]  just stay
 [bad word] to you

I think I’m startin’ to lose my sense of humor
 Every thing’s so tense and gloom
 I almost feel like I got to check the temperature of the room
 Just as soon as I walk in, it’s like all eyes on me
 So I try to avoid any eye contact
 ‘Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for conversation, like I want that
 I’m not looking for extra attention
 I want to be just like you
 Blend in with the rest of the room
 Maybe just point me to the closest restroom
 I don’t need no [bad word]  man servant, tryin’ a follow me around and wipe my [bad word] 
 And laugh at every single joke I crack and half of them ain’t even funny like
 “Ahh, Marshall you’re so funny, man, you should be [bad word]  god [bad word] 
 Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown
 So why don’t you all sit down, listen to the tale I’m about to tell
 [bad word]  we ain’t gotta trade our shoes, and you ain’t gotta walk no
 thousand miles

[Refrain]
 In my shoes, just to see, what
 it’s like to be me
 I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
 Just to see what it’d be like to feel your pain
 You feel mine, go inside each others’ minds
 Just to see what we’d find, look at [bad word] 
 through each others eyes
 But don’t let them say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get [bad word]  just stay [bad word] to you
 But don’t let them say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get [bad word]  just stay
 [bad word] to you

Nobody asked for life to deal us what these [bad word] hands were dealt
 We gotta take these cards ourselves, and flip them, don’t expect no help
 Now I could of either, just sat on my [bad word] and [bad word] and moaned
 Or take this situation in which I’m placed, and get up and get my own
 I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
 Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for a dad to show up who never did
 I just wanted to fit in, in every single place, every school I went
 I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant actin’ stupid
 And Aunt Edna was told me, keep makin’ that face, it’ll get stuck like that
 Meanwhile, I’m just standin’ there holdin’ my tongue tryin’ a talk like “thissss”
 ‘Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
 I learned my lesson then, ’cause I wasn’t tryin’ to impress my friends no more
 But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on