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T.A. Rell

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Yea
Yo
Aight check it out yo
Yo Fa'eva
Cradle to the grave is pain
Starin at a clouded a window fogged out by the rain
Seein visions of myself standin out in the cold
Really vivid hands frigid product for dough
Reminiscin on my life all the shit that I've seen
What you know bout bein in a crackhouse full of fiends
Payin the hustlas fee
Round the clock makin the cream
And I'm still here nigga but that's jus me
Unexpendibly present
Cause nobody could fill the shoes or walk the steps that I fuckin bled fa years
Held tears won't even tell shorty my fears
I broke bread wit niggas that don't even share my despair look
Shit's whatever I'll jus keep doin me
Work days in the nights fuckin hustle the streets
It's in my blood like a crack head addicted to drugs
Coke game got me well fed but lookin fa more
Greed inflicted by many turns dogs to snakes
Stuck at the frontline of this bitter hell we raise
Daughters n sons
Families torn apart by guns
Drug beef over who run the streets you from
Don't look to start shit but my whole crew love it
F*ck wit us get leveled n riddled up in the stomach
You motherfuckers could never compare to the passion
Everlastin melodical fashion that I write
Depth in verse brought to unimaginable heights
It's an oxymoron that I went down to rise
There will always be the pain jus keep livin ya life
Jus keep livin ya life
Why is Life away so far from the better days
Why's it seem like there's always so much dirt on my name
Even in the dark times when you turn to rhymes
Your mentality is key to peace in life
Back to the same the life the games at night
Baggin coke till my fingers too numb to write
No fooling me kid
I'm a veteran to this shit
Grew up in a town full of dope heads n heroin
Started selling bags every night I'd walk the streets
Soldier mentality timberland boots on my feet
I'm on my bullshit won't settle till I dance with the devil
Sell my soul to make sure hip-hop's forever respected
Keep it real
Only gangstas should be up in the field
I'm sick n tired of hearin weak shit come out the grill
You know the rappers the shook ones that run they mouth
But are too scared to spark beef I'll pop you out
When the snakes strike
It's cause the grass got high
And your guard went down
And ya closed ya eyes
Gotta keep an eye open or you'll sleep wit the geese
Bobbin in a pond wind got you pushed to the east
My rhymes insight the life that I bled through mics
Despite the trife I never once lost the sight
That the music bring
Success is right on the brink
And I will fight to the death
I will fight for the dream
Why is Life away so far from the better days
Why's it seem like there's always so much dirt on my name
Even in the dark times when you turn to rhymes
Your mentality is key to peace in life
Why is Life away so far from the better days
Why's it seem like there's always so much dirt on my name
Even in the dark times when you turn to rhymes
Your mentality is key to peace in life
Yea yea

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