Imperfect Me Songtext
von M.I. Abaga

Heyah, alright what′s up with this perfection anyway
Who is really is perfect
Show me one person that is perfect
Maybe M.I


So-So-Some people have no drama
Speakin' with plenty grammar
So eloquent no stammer
Dancing like MC Hammer
Some have no imperfection
They never need correction
Never ask for direction
They′re number one selection
Some know the truth like Jesus
They're roundin' up your feaces
Never producin′ faeces
They sweet like Reese′s pieces
Some always sprin' into action
Never have wrong reaction
They are always excellin
They are immune to failin
Me I have plenty fracas
Among the sheep, I′m blackest
Mr procrastination
I fall to much temptation
I'm never seein′ Cheddah
Know when I should know better
Never seem to put a good rational plan together
My heart is always hurtin
I wasted time for workin
What is the matter
I'm scattered brained and safe certain
But still I call my saviour
With all of this behavior
′Cause love persisted over each characteristic
Let me be

Lov-Lov-Love lets me to be-e-e-e
Love lets me to be-e-e-e
Imperfect me-e-e-e, me-e-e-e
Love lets me to be-e-e-e, be-e-e-e
Imperfect me-e-e-e, me-e-e-e


Some never stole no money
Admired Playboy bunny
The sky is always sunny
Just don't expect that from me
Some never hurt no person
Their mouth is never cursin'
They heal the hurt and thirstin
Their hands are always nursin
Some never get frustrated
Have never masturbated
Never interrogated
If really God created
Some doing great with no mistake
Their faith is never doubtin
Some have no time for shouting
Their lips are never poutin
I hate to burst your bubble
Me I have plenty trouble
My life is ruined in rubble
Too many things to juggle
I got eviction letters
There′s money owed to debtors
Ignored my intuition
Could not afford tuition
I′ve given God conditions
I've slandered my religion
I blinked and lost my vision
I thrived on superstition
But still I call the saviour
With all of my behaviour
Love has persisted over each characteristic
Let me be

Love lets me to be-e-e-e (ayy)
Love lets me to be-e-e-e
Imperfect me-e-e-e, me-e-e-e
Love lets me to be-e-e-e, be-e-e-e (love lets me)
Imperfect me-e-e-e, me-e-e-e

Yeah, there′s so much nonsense (there's so much nonsense)
A faulty conscience
I make mistakes dawg
Not doing great dawg
I′m pushin' further in
The guilt I am harbourin
Gotten my heart broken
There′s hurtful words I've spoken
There's people that I′ve cheated
Some sins that stay repeated
I′ve had discussions heated
Where truth has been receded
My thoughts they get perverted
Reality inverted
The truth that I'm annoyed with
I′ve always just avoided
Sometimes I'm very stubborn
Allow my pride to govern
There′s so much dirt I've covered
There′s dark inside my cupboard
It's got me bothered I agree, yes, I see
I'm only human and it′s bad consumin
Everythin′ good is bloomin'
My actions each are ruinin
I am disaster walkin′
Can't hear the master talkin
But still I hear the saviour
In all of my behaviour
′Cause love remained over every single shame
Let me be, be, be, be, be, yeah

How I know, how I know God loves me
I am workin' on me
Lots of good, lots of bad, and the ugly
How I know how I know God loves me
Lots of good, lots of bad, and the ugly
Ugly me

He′s workin' on me
Imperfect me, me-e-e
He's workin′ on me
Imperfect me
Love let′s to me be
He's workin′ on me
Imperfect me
Imperfect me
Love lets me be-e-e-e
Imperfect me
Imperfect me-e-e-e

That's just me, I am not perfect
But you know what? Who′s perfect