| Hell, so many of my peoples on bail
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| Return ticket given first step out the jail
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| Return to that living that’ll leave em in the shell
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| They throwing up walls since conception in cells
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| Providing for theyselves before they hit the 9th grade
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| Living on blocks not cooled by nightshade
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| Get Bramstoked off coke and fight day
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| Rope-a-dope till night falls then ice faith
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| Its hard to keep your head up when a nigga’s brain’s heavy
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| In that rain steady cookin tryin to get those thangs ready
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| Same face copping either clocking on your bread or
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| Watching for the cops fiends coppin for the feds
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| We minstrels, living in the cycle like ovaries
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| And the hood’s fertile ground to birth disorderlies
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| This nation got my patience in restraints
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| Its a warzone, boondock saints inside tanks
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| Feel your blood pressure rise, your heartbeat jump
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| Feel it move when everbodys feet stomp
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| This shit can move mountains we can make the surf break
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| Make the earth shake, till the earth quakes
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| Streets hide teeth under gumbottomed feet
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| Washed up dreams flood the drains underneath
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| Over cane niggas slain laying under wreath
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| From belly of a mother to the belly of a beast
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| Feast, let the jury say amen
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| 12 at the table like christ came in
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| Released when hell has ice yay thin
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| And satan takes forsaken souls ice skatin
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| Little ghetto boys on the block waitin
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| For the same fuckers cuffin em to bring the weight in
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| Inflate prison rates cuz the state raised them
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| Sit them in a cinder block state playpen
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| Fate of a section 8 case stay grim
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| So the guns stay toted and the clips stay loaded
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| Bait for the prey when the big rims spin
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| So the hunted lose focus and the beast stay bloated |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Move , by - CunninLynguists. Song from the album Strange Journey Volume One, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп