Lyrics:
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Two thousand somethin somethin it's a new era
A n****'s too real, now see s*** too clear
See there's more than just this scrilla and this tilt
(What
what’s the motive?
Blinded by the fact that we too smart somebody knows that we came up!
Got our thangs tucked, 'n they know it,
Dangerous! We gon' get
"Want to see the world, ain't scared to do it
Even if, your shocked by it
Me and you, lost when you do it
By myself, better off bein' you"
trillion apologies, no difference makes
You 'n' I are not the same, none of our synapse fire the same
Segregate 'n' ignore the strange, there's too much
trillion apologies, no difference makes
You 'n' I are not the same, none of our synapse fire the same
Segregate 'n' ignore the strange, there's too much
Just all you about how you deal wit it you feel me... listen here
[Chorus]
When life seems hopeless
It make a n**** lose focus
Empty beer
like you and recover
The life that I knew as a young'n
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never
listen to us
Who gon speak for us who gon plead for us
Who gon be the Head N I C for us
Who gon defend us from crooked police on us
I'm just an insecure N
and verbs
You just stumble over your words
So in love with my shit
They save it in pampers
The only pull ups be the drive by
When I pull up then pull out
the side of you're neck bleedin to death
Needin a paramedic to reconnect n piecen you back together
I don seen it happen too many times out here, hate it
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms
Villain i'm more than likely than the victim
Crooked n vicious grimy i ain't timid
Two fucks if you like me ion care the difference
I need the pink strips
the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Passed by his
the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Pa**ed by his
fusion, I fed up: gotta fix them, click the button
Crooked countries, crooked minds, underline what you prefer
I prefer to get a slice, not just get it
Cohiba in a room full of elephants:
N----s lack evidence, but evidently gettin' by.
Buy another fake Louie lubin' up another lie.
Glad I'm not them other
Reporting live from where reporters die
Newscasters coming too early
Witnessing homocides
Pearly gates forming in the sky as we
Wait for your suit
it tonight (what else)
Only sixteen, way too tight
But age ain't nothin' but a number- number
Baby got her hair done by Shanda- Shanda
Nine nine
[Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm
boycotting chocolate models
It's hard to respect them lets
Start to correct them crooked too real
They hate it when I come around
Crooked too ill
Cut 'em
[Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm
Crooked smile, under pressure, glad to be
Inspired by many, any comparison is flattering
Your attempt to shame, hilarious
Here's to hoping my response is
-O, now here we go
I rock ruff n stuff though
They put me in cuffs but still I
(Rock on with ya bad self)
I rock ruff though these punk
Niggas talk too much
Upon descending
Please just hold my hand
Too little confidence to flaunt like I'm perfect
'N despite my whole persona
Still I'm just a man
Made inna
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