Old Nigga
Mr. Tantrum
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Created by yellow tape and chalk lines Lived anonymous I.D. was just a gang sign Hard headed like ball hogs at crunch time Ready to eat with all my niggas like a lunch line That pyrex glass was very good to me It helped me bring it all back like good memories The paper was stacking like Sunday newspapers Enough to spread the cheese around like a pizza maker But that dough sauce and cheese is a bad mix Niggas a melt ya mozzarella wit a bread stick Leave you leaking out yo sauce on the cold ground And you done knew that very nigga since the playground The delivery man is now ya kill man So every time ya eat don't post it on ya Instagram I'm just a old nigga stuck in his old ways But them old ways gotta nigga breathing today Old nigga Old scars Young at heart and still got bars Hard living my pen written with street diction These gray hairs on my head won't let me write fiction Old nigga Old scars Young at heart and still got bars Hard living my pen written with street diction These gray hairs on my head won't let me write fiction I'm from a family of predators so there's no assuming That I can get you in a second wit no second guessing My recollection don't need google for fact checkin Disrespecting can get you blue like an iMessage Leave a street message nah but for the record These young niggas don't listen til they up in prison Adding that hot water to a soup beef or chicken Waiting ta hear they name called for a family visit I'm from the era of struggle and blazing gun muzzles When street chemists helped baking soda stop bubble When niggas shot the shoulders then shared a gin and soda And you would never see a shirt that read free a soldier Cuz it's part of the game to get them handcuffs It was the life that you chose so nigga man up Do yo time expand yo mind and build up And hold yo head up and never let ya tail tuck Old nigga Old scars Young at heart and still got bars Hard living my pen written with street diction These gray hairs on my head won't let me write fiction Old nigga Old scars Young at heart and still got bars Hard living my pen written with street diction These gray hairs on my head won't let me write fiction Reality is multiple kids multiple bids I wanted to pen stuck on the bridge Rappin or gig I needed to live needed to give weeded for ends And all of that blurred my creative lens Now I'm back focused but it aint no hocus pocus The only magic I'm bringing is when my pens smoking No mo locing I'm sprained back with knees swollen But I'll forget about my pains if you start provoking I'm a regular nigga regular job Regular money I overcame irregular odds I'm not a statistic prison is a memory vivid Make a spread once a year so I never forget it I know what I'm worth unimmaculate at my birth And I done done so much dirt that my name could be Earth I gave it my best legend street veteran rep Graffiti mural in my set to celebrate my death Old nigga Old scars Young at heart and still got bars Hard living my pen written with street diction These gray hairs on my head won't let me write fiction Old nigga Old scars Young at heart and still got bars Hard living my pen written with street diction These gray hairs on my head won't let me write fiction
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