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Dat go fa 12, da crackas, 5-0, dem folks, dem people, da laws, dem boys, po po's
Ripezzy and condolences to those who been affected the pain you feel
As long as you dont abuse it and Treat it for what it is
Material wealth is nuthin'
You need to have common sense
Keep your crown straight on yo head
drugs to numb the pain
I don’t feel nuthin
Tell me to get em
I got em
I gotta whole list problems
I jus sit back wit This pen and the pad drinkin this gin
Mouth, B**** I'm From The South
I'm Nuthin Like What You Done Seen Or You Done Heard About
I'm In My Best On The Block, A Vest And A Glock, And The Rest
All I need is the air I breathe, to get through anything.
All I need are the ones by me, who kill my misery.
I don't need you, holding me down.
drive by
So if you're ready for it
Smoke dro for it, tell 'em
An' if you're hatin', fuck nigga what's happenin'
Adamsville, Watts,
Westside,
they own gun
And its on son, my air crowds got the spare gat
By the gear shaft, with the clear gats out like tear gas
The wrong ones since a young gun
Disappear from round niggaz
Doing nuthin
Aint no reason for no bluffing
Springs here summer oven
By November I'll be baking
Real stuffing
That's real talk
Freightrain - by Joetown
You gotchu yer Have Have, have not all systematic
All you fat cats, hall rats stand back
ya Feel the heat, feel the fire
tha streets dats furious
Ain't nuthin' you can tell me, ain't nuthin' you can do to us
Wit cha chest all out tryna be bad
*** I can tell you broke
Mr producer drop a joint ,I'm tryna smoke by myself
I got a couple points I'm tryna prove to myself
Bhaber the biship been about it ever since he was
where it's at
This is where it be now, you know me know
It's the L-O to the S, T B-O-Y, Z make the def hear by see
Ooh, be in the front, back, niggas
Chemicals straight to the brain so that I'm fully equipped
I contain my mental anger
By letting it rip
From the chords in my pores
To the rhymes I commit
we puts it down
K-9 and P-see from East to North town
We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
So either ya keep on steppin or we
balls?
You act like you don't do it
But you know ain't nuthin' to it
Don't play like you ain't been through it
Fit to blow dick like ain't nuthin' to it
cuts a record like a surgeon cuts a tumor from a brain
(E-Roc: We're all cooped up so feel the pain)
From four hundred years of exploitation
Anesthesia
It's the lump in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
Cause a fortress built on lies
It's the lump in your heart
days thinkin' bout money
When I was younger I ain't think nuthin of it, then I got older
We all seem to sew out of our way to go and take from one
nuthin
Take the highway to the safe and get the bag dont even leave em nuthin
Aint no traces rubber gloved the game finessed em on the real
But this only
the race
Black matter fact, yo this is where it's at
This is where it be now, you know me now
It's the L O to the S T, B O Y Z make the deaf hear by see
Ooh,
to the brain so that I'm fully equipped
I contain my mental anger
By letting it rip
From the chords in my pores
To the rhymes I commit
[Chorus 4x]
When we
sweethearts some act like a bitch
So I keep options open I might hafta switch
Cuz IDGAF bout nuthin'
Only thing I'm worried bout is the money
That work in a pot
When it rains it pours
My shit so hot when it drops you gonn find it in all em stores
Nuthin was easy bruv I came out Kickin doors
This that real man
ain't Maybach by the way
Palmer Road, Two-Ten, What's up
From the bacc of my Cell
To the front of the jet
I'm getting bacc on my grind
I can't be fronting
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