Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Difference, artist - Demrick. Album song No Wasting Time, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEM
Song language: English
The Difference |
I came from E-B-Ts and food stamps |
Four deep, no room in that backseat, it’s too cramped |
I came from public housin', government assisted Section 8 |
Fuck Feds, if we bump heads them tips’ll set 'em straight |
Came from a single parent home, my pops locked away |
Mom raised three kids alone, that strength come from a special place |
Came from my step pops, whippin' my ass with flip-flops |
First nigga I seen blow it all on some crack rock |
I came from Spokane, small city where they segregate |
The unlikely place to birth this rap heavyweight |
I came from Philly, that city taught me, 'Don't hesitate' |
Everybody hungry, gotta fight out here to get’cho plate |
Came from Cypress HIll, Sen Dog and B-Real |
Niggas showed me the ropes way before I had a deal |
I came from an open bar with my boy Xzibit |
He told me go and tell your truths, they gon' know if you don’t live it, |
that’s the dif' |
I came from somethin', that’s the dif' |
Oh yeah, we live this, that’s the dif' |
Hard work, grind, and persist |
Live with no limits, nigga, that’s the dif' |
Lord, be my witness |
You know I came to |
And that’s the dif' |
Yeah |