Lyrics:
warrior ways
In a shallow race to get paid, get out the hood to a nice house in the shade, two model
Chicks in an Escalade, as our heritage begins to fade
One very familiar type of song is the christmas carol. although it is perhaps a bit out of season at this time. however, I'm informed by my "disk
by,
Like shit happenin' everyday out there that you don't know 'bout
Every time you call home your baby momma show out,
And your partners don't even
Take me back to Friday Street she asks me every night
Cigarettes and spirits we assemble by moonlight
Ultimately somebody will set out wings alight
don't want no drama
I'mma terrorize these streets
Till these fools come get my like Osama
I ain't ducking or hiding
When I'm out here smoking
skies like I'm high and by the reef, I been the Hefe since papa died
I be the bass when we harmonize, catching my fade is like homicide
Mammoth the brave,
The divine shrine, I'm reaching out to the spirits in the sky
When will y'all realize, I have some feeling losses
How many times must I go through a healing
head, I'm upset, frustrated
I might think 'til I'm dead, 'til I'm dead, can't fade it
I can't get out my head, I'm upset, frustrated
I might think 'til
The spirit keeps going
Nobody knows
Poets they come
And the poets they go
Politicians and preachers
All claim to know
But the words that are written
to relieve my thirst
Bread of life, Word in my spirit, I'm stronger with each verse
Sold out I'm yours for good or bad, better or worse
Lord I'm weak and I'm
“Spirit Of c Hustler” Spirit of a hustler come thru cannons unlocking another deposit new guy of the franchise holla tighten up ya collar verses
at the Weiner Schnitzel, got socked in the jaw
By some sixties, I bombed back, the nigga pulled
Out a strap, said it's 6-0, I ducked, then he missed me
Now I'm
what was you representin' back in the days it the grain over fades
(I don't know) Runnin' through my projects pickin' fresh cotton
Silly of you to think
of the Looms
Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip?
Or just another fruit in this room?
It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me
brought me back
Like a fresh fade
Feeling like I'm just paid
My spirits been raised
He brought me back
No longer bound up in sin
Been redeemed by the Blood
under my skin
It cannot be seen by blank minds
I can see you
your delusion
No! I can bring you down
I do not want to say anything
My spirit remains
But
under my skin
It cannot be seen by blank minds
I can see you
your delusion
No! I can bring you down
I do not want to say anything
My spirit remains
But
and put your melons in cans
(Seven by seven) Rule seven kinda where my heart at
You want beef in the street? Don't start that
'Cause we'll have some
die
When he’s better than I
Hell of a guy
Laughing minimized the pain
But it ain’t go away
Memories never fade away
Think about it every day
Day by day,
out of love
But you gotta show the love
Ask me if segregation exists I say it does
Minorities separated by a poverty line
Properties, job opportunities
my father)
What? What? Yeah
Deliver me from temptation, a weakened man facin'
You put the spirit in me, I feel the sensation
Die on my feet before
streets
Screamin' 'fuck the police'
Throwin' fives on some weed
We never slept, but we dream
I never realized
I was suppressing my spirit
All that
necklace
Hatahs know the
Rep is blessed by the
Kingdom so I gotta
Protect us we ain't gone
Stress out we gone
Bless out leadership
Character you know
I done been through hell and back
Came out the street's ain't had a thing
I hung where they was selling crack
Got off my ass I started hustling
Hit
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