Guidance
Ot Buck
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I roll up a list of my problems, then I smoke away the pain My bruddas say get em? I got em It don't go no other way I know she hate it when I leave She really want me to stay I gave you everything you need So what you wanna play with me for See, we really came from a place where they dying for putting that shit up they nose They break down a line like they do all the time, they dead before they hit the floor I'd rather teach my daughter how to vote, than be a model up in Vogue, Gotta teach my son how to shoot, before it's 21 gun salute, 21 guns salute Just take a moment of silence, and we ain't even in the graveyard, but I see a pile of bodies I ain't even tryna be morbid Ain't tryna make you feel important All that shit is unimportant, See they upload y'all thoughts they imported Shit really feel like the matrix Now I can't remember faces The blue pill brought me back but the red pill made me face it I don't remember my room being spacious Sentimental I don't like this space shit Still remember when you were impatient I told you I was going places See we really came from a place where they dying for putting that shit up they nose They break down a line like they do all the time Then they dead before they hit the floor I'd rather teach my daughter how to vote, than be a model up in Vogue Gotta teach my son how to shoot, before it's 21 guns salute We gotta lead the youth But we ain't have nobody lead us It's a bunch of uniforms on the TV Three stripes, no Adidas What y'all think we some fools? We know y'all fuckin wit the food Y'all don't play by the rules, I don't know why we shouldn't either I told my babies that I wouldn't leave em Then that broke they hearts to pieces It was lockdown 23 and 1 I was really up there with them people No games, no resident evil, Why you acting so scary The closest ones be deceitful, Like I ain't got enough to carry See we really came from a place where they dying for putting that shit up they nose They break down a line like they do all the time Then they dead before they hit the floor I'd rather teach my daughter how to vote, Than be a model up in Vogue, Gotta teach my son how to shoot, before it's 21 gun salute
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Written by: Joseph Buck, Joseph Buckles
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