| It ain’t easy but I try
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| Every day is a constant battle
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| Oh to do right
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| To progress as a man
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| Or to fight
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| Statik Selektah
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| Uh, listen
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| Ayo it’s hard not to kill niggas
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| Just like a full-time dog not to peel triggers
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| Bag up and move raw, tryin to build figures
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| But I learned when it’s hard you get a little bigger, the Lord is still with ya
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| Real spit so often I will get turned up
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| You’re saucy and then you’re corrupt
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| Just often and then return
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| I get this feeling up inside, it torture me and it burn up
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| I’m scorchin, it’s like a furnace
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| It force me to get the burner but
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| I’m older and I’m smarter so I just turn a cheek
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| To the bullshit, knocked it off, I became a learner
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| If it ain’t bout moving forward it don’t concern us
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| But if you need lyrics to Lord then I’m at your service
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| Man I thought I lived the life real 'cause I like still
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| Kept the ice grill to see who face was meaner
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| But nowadays this negative energy could be so contagious
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| I gotta keep some space between us
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| Positive energy like a boomerang
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| I send it out, put it in God’s hands and let him do a stand
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| No more tryin to stress bricks to impress chicks
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| 'Cause I just keep you in a box like some fresh kicks
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| I’m tryin to be amongst the illest of rhymers
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| I’m no longer the kid who was fillin them 9's up
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| Wait, I gotta go and cop the steel and remind yous
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| Nah, I just kill em with kindness, spread love not war
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| Love… war
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| This is love
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| Hell no, this is war
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| It’s hard not to kill niggas
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| It’s like a full-time job not to kill niggas
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| 'Cause I’m a real nigga
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| I’m from where they leave bodies and pose the blood
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| Riddled with bullets like the hospital view niggas
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| No feel, nigga
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| Down the street from Richard
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| I only had a couple hundred thousands a night before the deal nigga
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| From the ville, nigga
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| A house niggas, you a house nigga, I’m a feel nigga
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| Always talk dramatic but I put down the ratchet and I
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| Got with Statik to build, nigga
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| Wise men build and destroy to build buildings
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| Crash a plane in your time will force a new beginning
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| And I hope you be in it
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| Have you on the nigga news, UPN and Channel 6, it’s ya news
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| Then I break Seagal off the Comptom cruise
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| Snatch my boy out until the one and good afternoon
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| I was told by one of the greatest that you got the best caine
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| Is can another throw it after you
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| Do what you can do like you can do
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| Them boys hate to boof you from the roof
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| Parts untangable, flows untenable
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| Ya’ll niggas can’t kill me, your gun’s unaimable
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| And love so long so bring the watcher
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| I done sent the engine with duck
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| Then snatch my soul, ya’ll can’t clap the board
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| I keep cash, gave cost harassment case
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| Kids kidnap me, kids can get at me
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| And then keep straps on when them kids bring me back
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| They trap em and then they clap em
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| Dirtnap em and I still show em compassion
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| Order em caskets
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| Twitter they bastards, take em to classes
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| Get them they masters, dissin on the Statik, let’s go |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love & War, artist - Statik Selektah. Album song Month of Madness, Vol. 11, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп