
Date of issue: 21.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Chambermusik Special Products
Song language: English
Angel Tears |
«Rock that shit homey" — sample |
2003, yeah, «yeah, why’all', it’s on now |
It’s bout to go down, 20−03, no doubt |
G.G.O., get your coats |
On the dirty blocks of Red Hook, we learned to get our first checkbook |
Be a crook, let the cocaine cook |
Little brothers turn to workers, cops draw guns |
So they search us, and question us about the murders |
Until they figure, why, God cursed us |
And that this wicked world was never worth us |
We show respect, to the ones who birthed us |
Took care of us, on welfare, we gold now, belchin' from beers |
Smoke weed in the project stairs |
Half my peers, got hit with like, fifteen years |
And the age we was at, was like, sixteen years |
Grades was callin', hopin' if the slay’s was fallin' |
Has the ghetto take the lives of those, made for ballin' |
Layin' in coffins, cries to the church organ |
Some will hustle 'til six in the morning |
Just for the fortune, for a new whip, invented for flossin' |
Cop the Benz, from the auto auction |
We broke his window with a piece of porcelein |
Stay strapped for them jealousy cats |
Lay they heads, same place they do they felonies at |
You ain’t the only one who sell crack, and got gats |
Alotta niggaz got that, some left with death and never got back |
Some will cock back, and pop that, so pop shit without that |
Be careful what you follow if you ain’t about that |
«We lookin' at the words that you dealin' with remember |
The beginning was the word… the beginninning of your illusion |
Is based upon, the construct of land, and how language is used |
Or misused, and how you are ignorant, to how a language is used» |
Age of 12, I played with them brothers in hell |
Only role models that I had, was dead or in jail |
Crack sales make a black male, want to be twelve |
Six hundred Benz, shittin' with a hot female |
All I want to do is make records, and pay my bills |
Why I gotta be a hater, 'coz I say what I feel? |
I say a prayer than I aim, before I can wave at will |
You gonna make me want to kill, why’all delay why’all deal |
Hurry up, and get them contracts, that’s for real |
Or I’mma have to pull out thirty eight, stainless steel |
4th Disciple cook a beat up, and watch you spill |
Hot lava, my throat burn, like straight shots of vodka |
Ready to ride, like Big Poppa, I put the curse on witchdoctor |
It’s 2G, you better spit proper, and I don’t care if your shit is Prada |
You make no sense to this big dollar, |
I want the cash money, fuck an Oscar |
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