Eastside, Pt. 3
Tyler Martell
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Man i pray to god they don’t spin around the block (Spin around the block, spin around the block) Trynna catch a body man niggas ain’t the ops (Niggas Aint the opps, Niggas aint the opps) Just a tall black kid from right around the block (Right around the block, Right around the block) Man them bullets don’t judge and niggas don’t budge Them bullets don’t judge and niggas don’t budge See niggas set tripping right off the rip of this shit I left in peace they wanna turn me into pieces Do i really gotta choice Don’t want the beef im going vegan Aint a pussy nigga But i see the red inside yo eyes I can tell that you nervous nigga You pulled a gun , yo hands shaking You aint really with the shits I see that ya homies made you You want the problem? well there it is And right there the possibility of crossroads appearing I didn’t ask for this shit I was minding my business When they thought they saw a lick Like a fish outta water when you hit the deep end Heartbeating fast wonder if ima make it out this shit To be or not to be the conclusion in the end This the politics when you flowing with the wind Yo migrating gonna get better When you know better Thats just what it is In the heat from This LA Weather Man i pray to god they don’t spin around the block (Spin around the block, spin around the block) Trynna catch a body man niggas ain’t the ops (Niggas Aint the opps, Niggas aint the opps) Man i pray to god they don’t spin around the block (Spin around the block, spin around the block) Trynna catch a body man niggas ain’t the ops (Niggas Aint the opps, Niggas aint the opps) Just a tall black kid from right around the block (Right around the block, right around the block) Man them bullets don’t judge and niggas don’t budge Them bullets don’t judge and niggas don’t budge Do i stand still or take off running I walk this same street everyday Politics stay invading youngin niggas ways Head down Earphones in Once i hit the pavement Uh Riding a bike or am i skateboarding Either way I’m On my way to something important Once you off the porch You trained to look over ya shoulders Welcome to the home of landmines and gang signs You of age now nomo car rides Only Metro busses, and the green and the blue line Niggas Only good in the hood with a cosign Thats just how it be when you really aint front lines But back to the topic of this shit Niggas be on bullshit all the time and yo time might be ticking in the mist From a mean mug or blank stares unaware That all thats needed To get somebody attention Man i pray to god they don’t spin around the block (Spin around the block, spin around the block) Trynna catch a body man niggas ain’t the ops (Niggas Aint the opps, Niggas aint the opps) Man i pray to god they don’t spin around the block (Spin around the block, spin around the block) Trynna catch a body man niggas ain’t the ops (Niggas Aint the opps, Niggas aint the opps) Just a tall black kid from right around the block (Right around the block, right around the block) Man them bullets don’t judge and niggas don’t budge Them bullets don’t judge and niggas don’t budge
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