| Yeah, from my homies in jail, in the game to remain
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| It bring a tear to my eye, when thinkin' what we all became
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| I put it on the table when it came to my family
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| The expression on my face don’t mean that I’m angry
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| I seen so many thangs, don’t know what to expect
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| And there’ll be thangs that your weatherman couldn’t predict
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| Your world shift everyday, switch, things could get hectic
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| A single incident can change your whole perspective
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| …(?) life, roll dice, and continue to …(?)
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| Move fast, ain’t no time to wait for funk to settle
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| I’m at my prime, in order there’s a time and place
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| A night, escape, look deep into my mind state
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| Homies roll aimless, the attitude we hold is contagious
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| Yet you can’t blame us on how tight the game iz Laced is how we do the beat, or rollin' through the street
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| Handle business, pullin' all nightas, and losin' sleep
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| Do what I gotta do…
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| «Hey, I’mma holla at y’all later, I’ma get at you
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| I just gotta handle sumthin' real quick»
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| Do what I gotta do…
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| I’m out and about bouncin', makin' it all count when I Do what I gotta do…
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| And I’m doin' it now because there’ll never be a later
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| Do what I gotta do…
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| Cuz life’s so hard with no paper
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| Ever since my homie Joe died
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| He turned to his side and left the world (with) closed eyez
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| Everythang got crucial, made it look easy, done perfectly, no lie
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| Handle’n those (?), and emergency times
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| No other dreams seemed bigger than chase
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| You could tell it by the look on all my homie’s face
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| Ignore distractions
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| Baby complainin' that I’m a player
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| She can die with me now and she can live with me later
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| In life, that’s how I put it in the land of the crooked
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| Give me anythang, I’ma break it down and jerk (?) it Into a grime, combine it with a fresh rhyme
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| Gotta do it now (why?) there’ll never be a next time
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| Baby, gotta do what I gotta do It’s all true, prepare for the scare cuz anythang could fall through
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| When there’s no money and mean (?) muggin' cuz you’re so hungry
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| In the game, high and relyin' on nobody
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| I’m straight pro, give me a beat and I bust it And I’m out makin' moves, just me and my cousin
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| It’s all family, helpin' each other throughout the struggle
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| We build a corporation, on years of hustle
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| Now we Do what I gotta do…
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| Stay alive in these times and write rhymes through hard times
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| Do what I gotta do…
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| I’m out and about bouncin', makin' it all count when I Do what I gotta do…
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| Doin' it now because there’ll never be a later
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| Do what I gotta do…
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| Cuz life’s so hard with no paper
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| It’s like 286 on a 747, I’ve never been so close to heaven
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| A natural high, the best way to describe
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| When you arrive, worldwide, with innocent eyez for the first time
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| You’ll turn back, recognize the beauty
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| Accept responsibility, realize the duty
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| I’m gettin' looney when I wanna
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| And handlin' my business like there’s no tomorrow
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| I’m on a daily schedule, way too deep in it to let it go
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| I bring out the little things like a telescope
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| I gotta find my prize and go behind, no more stayin' on my mind
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| Like my momma all the time
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| Sayin' to get mine, parkin'(?) a low price
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| Pay dues, (what?) it’s like I’ve been rappin' my whole life
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| Precise is precision, seen through one’s vision
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| Carry the crown, king, and everyone will listen
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| I’m here to play my part, just play your position
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| Provide my whole heart, forget recognition
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| It’s time, we all go beyond a situation and waitin'
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| I’m way too tired to be patient
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| Runnin' around and heart pacin'
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| Under the ground, the studio still creatin'
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| We makin' it through, and everything I’ve done and do for the crew
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| And always kept it true,
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| To do what I gotta do…
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| (Chorus) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dowutigotta , by - Andre Nickatina. Song from the album Midnight Machine Gun Rhymes and Alibis, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп