| Yeah, Los Angeles, «Welcome to the Terrordome»
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| City of Satan, angels can’t even get along
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| No lie, my town covered in darkness
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| Hoping that the sun just shine on us
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| Rolling up the kush, now I’m letting my mind wander
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| Into another place, I ain’t tryna go down under
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| Life is like a race and we all tryna finish it
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| Shit never fair, strays hitting the innocent
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| The good die young where I’m from and it’s sad to say
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| That somebody gotta die today
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| Tomorrow’s never promised, but we living for the moment
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| Nigga, time never stops, it just keeps on going
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| Crackers just gave my young nigga four life sentences
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| Twenty-five times four, nigga, do the math
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| And the hood never have witnesses
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| Cause if we did, then them shots gon' blast
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| As I reflect, I start realizing I wanna
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| Make a way one day for me and my momma, family and friends
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| This ain’t the way my life bout to end
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| So I’m quick to grab on my pen and
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| Give 'em something my people sure to feel
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| Give 'em something that I know is all the way real
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| Just wakin' up, mind playing tricks on me
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| Got the fifth on me, gotta take a risk homie
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| Was a ball player till the coach pissed on me
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| Keep it real, I could take you down the list homie
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| Be a tradition, see these Chucks be a mission
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| Burner be the fuel to the flame, the key to the ignition
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| If you banging, be serious, boys run up in your pad
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| Point-blank, period, moms ain’t hearing it
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| Niggas said 'cuz lil nigga got blasted
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| Oh well, give a shit, shouldn’t half-assed it
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| Only time you with it, when your niggas all tripping
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| Caught your ass slipping, now I’m stepping up my crip and steady dipping
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| Riding through the city in lights, living it trife
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| Wrong intersection, ready to fight
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| Hopping out with my own agenda, who the contender?
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| Better hope this motherfucker jam (BLAHH!)
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| As I reflect, I start realizing I wanna
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| Make a way one day for me and my momma, family and friends
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| This ain’t the way my life bout to end
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| So I’m quick to grab on my pen and
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| Give 'em something my people sure to feel
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| Give 'em something that I know is all the way real
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| Uh, as I’m hearing the first and second verse
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| I try to analyse the feeling that’s felt in the song
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| I want to tell Rock and Q to go to church
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| But that’s a hypocrite because I ain’t been in so long
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| I stare at the world from a righteous point of view
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| And realize a crisis coming
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| Novocain couldn’t numb it, the pain is unbearable times two
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| Let’s rally a team, summon, and school the youth
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| How you feel about it?
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| Man, I feel the same way as you
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| It hurts my soul, like a needle piercing
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| Through the bottom of my shoe and if you behind bars
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| Hold your head, pause
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| And if you in close range with a nigga with a gun in his waist
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| I pray the intervention is divine
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| I got a cousin in jail and handful of homies in heaven
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| But earlier than expected, what the hell?
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| As I reflect, I start realizing I wanna
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| Make a way one day for me and my momma, family and friends
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| This ain’t the way my life bout to end
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| So I’m quick to grab on my pen and
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| Give 'em something my people sure to feel
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| Give 'em something that I know is all the way real |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Hippy - Shadow of Death, artist - Jay Rock. Album song Black Friday, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп