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Higher Self

by Smacc Gang

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We the type Niggas come shoot up the party Been told these niggas I'm done with the talking 1994 came back out the coffin Indigo baby I know what's going to happen Arenas packed i could see all the madness   They gone bump this while they speeding thru traffic Niggas get shot everyday that what happens Seen so much death  the pain turn into  laughter They'll be right back so it don't even matter This ain't no tape this whole another chapter Mommy and daddy ain't never get married Guess that I grew up bastard I had a kid had grow up way faster I don't like church I don't fuck with the pastors What make you better than me Why you think you more connected than me I know the truth I don't have no beliefs I cure cancers with herbs and leafs   Word Do you over stand meaning of words They don't know blessings a curse They don't know dog is just god in reverse These niggas out here be praying to elements Remember the past like a elephant Woah woah woah woah woah I know some shit that's way deeper then this Ancestors told me boy don't tell em shit Never ever think you gotta rich Without the love you man the money ain't shit They could've never made nothing like this Over your heads it's a lot that you missed I just needed me a pot to go piss They want a house with a yard and a fence American dream man they all so convinced That's how I know everybody is dense And I ain't saying that I'm super intelligent I just drop gems and I do it with elegance Walk in the room I feel like a elephant I had to learn to embrace the attention Please don't invite me to rapper conventions I ain't no rapper I be in the trenches We use to smoke all our weed on the benches Coppers pull up and we hoping the fences They call me black now I’m felling offended I know the hood never far from a prison Boy start some shit then u know imma finish My forty got thirty i love em extended Two hundred for her she so inexpensive Right by my side how I love all women Dont start no shit wont be no shit Say the wrong words to me and get ur ego clipped I got a whole clip on me all hollow tips Probably got hit before but homie not like this I know your family love you boy Don’t die  like this    Why you thinking I’m talking to you while tied like this I seen so many young niggas die from pride like this   Worried about the next man homie stop that shit You better Chase that check and cop that whip You need to Read some books and learn some shit These hoes be Bad for ya health so fuck that bitch You gotta Run up a million and tuck that shit I know the lord said that thou shall not kill But how imma live when its kill or be killed Eye for a eye It’s a drill for a drill I lost my brothers don’t know how to feel I could tell all the prophecies real He smite us with madness thats just how I feel I take some shrooms an then nothing feel real Send me some angel’s to help me a little I do this shit for the youth All my of my niggas thats seeking the truth I had to train now im back for the troops Only the fam aint no need to recruit It ain't No biggie just give me the loot Kill em with kindness aint no need to shoot It ain't no biggie just give me the loot yea Don't start no shit won't be no shit Say the wrong words to me and get ur ego clipped I got a whole clip on me all hollow tips I know your family love you boy don't die like this Just gimme the loot Give me the loot I don't wanna shoot Give me the loot Just give me the loot Don't make a move Give me the loot Just give me the loot I don't wanna shoot Give me the loot Just give me the loot And don't make a move Now that I'm back it's a whole lotta pressure I been the best but I had get to better Me and Nina being ratchet together You and your bro get a casket together I'm switching states it depend on the weather Wanna be me's all these niggas is extras I'm dripping sauce tell these niggas to catch up I heard your tape boy you gotta get better I was fucked up like I gotta do better I made some moves and I got it together I know I can't do this street shit forever I know we can't swipe these pieces forever When I get on bitch we eating forever Don't start no shit won't be no shit You say the wrong words to me and get ur ego clipped Let a nigga try to play me on some debo shit Ain't Craig imma give a nigga hollow tips Don't try no shit These bullets you make you die type quick I know your momma wouldn't wanna see you die like this So when you think about me Think hollow tips Then remind yourself Don't ever try no shit (At alllll)

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