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what's been done I know there is enough for everyone Frustration brings a heavy hand to bear And there's never been a hand Did we ever have it good
what's been done I know there is enough for everyone Frustration brings a heavy hand to bear And there's never been a hand Did we ever have it good
Coming from a city where bullets turn bro's into souls Who knew from that concrete that a rose had arose? Good girls stopped being good when I
stay composed Are you the one Who will cherish me when we are old Are you the one Who will dig me up in search for gold Turn sand into glass Break
bout a thing But I do it for my city wanna make em' all hear 1 2 3 4 Open that door for I cock and load If you loaded better put ya hands up Close ya
He's heating up Oh damn Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woah there Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woah there And I keep a Glock, nah,
Man I run this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high,
for free Look at my scars Buy a house by the lake Maybe New Orleans Speed through the city and end up in a car wreck Green blue eyes like forest I cant
If we talking who the hottest in the city I’m negative one On the bench they making they run Waiting patient my cadence to none 4th quarter came
schools for this Cause I'm drawn by the vision and close my hand into a fist Raised in the crime with nothing to eat So my natural instincts to kill
against the wall I look at backs that pushed the wall for years Scarred by many knives and too much fear
every night And more than plenty had niggas A couple of them were wives I never found it a problem to be the dude on the side But now I'm scarred by
Brace yourself, I’ll take you on a trip to Heaven’s Gates Where the streets are paved with gold and all the whips got candy paint Now it was me,
only me, With all the hopes and fears combined, It's hard to care for living anymore, I wouldn't let you down again. Inspired by hunger, fired by lust,
Thurman Thomas, every step I take is footwork 2000 on the seats, a hunnid G's just for the verse Go and get it just to give it to the inner city 20 Rolls
the Feds. The ghetto live in bloodshed (Yo), we live in bloodshed. I know this African cat jet black, gold grill Said we can split a half a mil if I could
silver or some gold I never lost my mind through my highs or my lows Stayed true to myself and I stuck to the code 'Cause I got a soul made of Emerald Ever
Yea My City You know what this is Niggas taking from my city Think they city slick Slick slick slick I do this for my city nigga my city bitter
when no one would Lying side by side, you’d think you’d know My hand in yours is how my feelings show You ask me to say something sweet but I don’t
Thanking the people that did me right Giving me faith in this fight of life Now I judge people by look in eyes The city up when the sun dies, it's cold City
And Bounce, I Spit With Every Breath I Ain't Wasting And Ounce, Hands Up And Bounce, Hands Up And Bounce, I Spit With Every Breath I Ain't Wasting An Ounce
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold And you and your mic can ease on down the road Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one Shootin' in
sippin 'Gnac, y'all wassup? Girls, rub on your titties (yeah) Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties New York City gritty committee, pity the fool
Swish Smg On me I can't change On me I can't change Gold bezel gold chain Sliding with the click and i'm doing my thang We ain't never switched we
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