| Uh.
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| Yeah.
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| Uh…
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| In the midst of the blunt smoke
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| Younguns politicking and pack toast
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| Tryin' to get G’s no lactose
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| I ain’t claimin' to seen it all, but I’ve seen a lot and upclose
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| Learned the definition of cutthroats
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| Had to learn the smell of the crack smoke, one hit and you’re gone
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| Lose your life in pursuit of the white ghost
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| Family support was an all low
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| Since your boy wasn’t getting dough I was treated like Sambo
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| So I get lost in the beat like Poltergeist
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| So know I speak facts whenever I say I’m nice
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| Grew up bumping Cold as ice and paparazzi, authentic rapper, far from a carbon
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| copy
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| Today’s youth is going kamikaze, drowning and seeing they old bud
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| War with the devil’s army, it’s time to get your weight up
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| Strap up your boots and come fight beside me
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| Illuminati got my mind, soul and my body
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| Secret society, try to keep their eye on me
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| That’s why I try to keep the iron on me
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| Cuz I know every step I take the evil eyes on me
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| All I do is party and sip Bacardi
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| it’s unrealistic got receipt at age 40
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| Trying to live a grime story
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| Instead of learning our self-worth, reaching high and tryin' to live a life of
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| glory
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| You niggas bore me, claiming that your life gory
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| The turnaround of where skirt niggas mad corny
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| Your rhymes grocer than a fag orgy
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| You should do us all a favor and just take the bag and groceries
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| I get right with the mic devices
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| The bar set pose less of a threat than the ebola virus
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| My advice is, pay homage, learn who the nicest
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| Study the graph so you can cause a crisis
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| Proper movement, culture for the inner city
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| It’s much bigger than making money this grind gritty
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| There’s no pity for the weak shown
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| Staying true to my roots with the micphone to smash clones |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Evil Eye , by - Journalist 103. Song from the album Battle for the Hearts and Minds, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп