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Intro 1
Em
Verse 1
Am
The devils wife must be
complaining
Remember that? its brothers work
Elbows in and up and down the court
Cause they play ball long after
Smelled the rain before it came
Intense inside the twelve feet fence
Flip the mode back on the road set in
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I let my window down and
Since I was knee high the only thing we had
Things ain't the same no more
Gotta blow a bed for my back
hardwood floors
working in the warehouse
from 8 to 4 so
Gipp know what it is to work for them foes
for a check that don't mean shit
But ain't no saving
for a box of newports
But after I found out
That they was fucking with
the tobac I stopped
Its like killing myself with
Its rough
To the rockets and hernon homes is known
By the city to be toxic but
ain't nothin said
Always on the down low
It ain't king
Blow a man these days you get years
And even though.
My cousin writes me from the pen
I always think about how we kicked it at the
What's next?
Went to handle a little business
never made it back home
Verse 2
Am
the bullshit
Always into something cause
I wanna be rich
Pulling cards in my blood it seems
Now I'm on the front page
looking at myself
I'm on the run
A fugitive
Is this just a dream?
standing in the mirror from the back
That's why I'm swinging my axe
Everytime so I won't miss I can be hit
That's my state of mind
gotta go in a life of crime
Either the pen or a one way ticket
So I'm asking "what will it be"?
Nobody knows but me see
think I was bulletproof
Never thought I could be hit
What's the plan?
for this bullshit
one way outta this crooked county
with a bounty
Coming to get me
Then i'd be on the run
Hoping to find a better day without
I'm not the criminal
What's my occupation? Selling
my dubbs on the street
Cause I gotta eat
Verse 3
Am
(Khujo)
Am I awake or is this just another dream?
Em
Am
Em
I pinch myself invisible
Unaware of the world in front or behind
Be trying
Evil doers steady working
Guest be leaching off of my wealth
Can't wait for my death
But got me fucked up
Aint man enough
Nigga you got false nuts
Bouncing like rubber balls off the walls
The life we supposed to be living y'all
Them crackers got boxed up
We ain't even the middle men
But.yet... free my mind of confusion
Jehovah witnesses waking
me up out my slumber
Using white rice and?
Stomach aching be still hunger for the
taking at the bottom of my barrel
Fuck ass! and being nice
ain't got me nathan
Too high to get down
Verse 4
know me
And I ain't tryna claim I
But I do understand what
you going through
Seems like you running outta time
In and out of crime
And everybody ain't gon
be able to rhyme.damn!
Mmmm... tryna make it all alone
Sometimes you gotta swallow your
pride and let the lord decide
You can't hide from the truth
I know we've all tried
"Well, shit nigga what you keep telling
me to hold on for? I'm stuck in
the ghetto wit no where to go,
I gotta slang that blow"
seems like I'm outta reach
cause I don't wanna hear another speech
this is all I know how to get up
Verse 5
be strong,
it ain't gon be that long
them folks won't do you wrong
the name of the song is hold on,
be strong
it ain't gon be that long
Verse 6
Ey, now I'm chiln in the lounge and dis girl
gon walk in the bathroom she
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Em
Am
got no tattoos?" I said "I aint
come 2 look cute... cool came 2 cut!" "and damm you
look cute!,
no butt?"(ooooh) coolbreeze
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