| Yea, it was right off 79
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| Real niggas would roam the halls
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| It was Hirsch High
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| It was bankin' on your withdrawal
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| I was shellshocked
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| Donatello, I’m stickin' to it like a bell hop
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| Brought the baggage
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| I’m siftin' through it, tryna track the real
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| Love heals, I lean on it
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| Come and crack a seal
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| Crack the 5 right up the middle
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| (Th)ey was stonecold
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| I was jokes
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| A couple blocks, was just a stone’s throw away from the folks
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| It was at war, I hit the peace pipe
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| That just means I had no protection
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| I was stressin' way more often if correct with
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| Recollectin' it was all well, or on Larry
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| On sight, and I was all love, but arms ready
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| It’s all my life I had to stay low
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| No chance for a nigga to save peso
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| Or slow dance with death or hate
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| They like the same so I’m off that
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| On point
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| These youngins aimin' at your ball cap, for some coins
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| They say it ain’t no love
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| Pray for me
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| Just holla at me, I could pray for you
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| Try to make a play for you
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| Won’t you show me… love?
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| They say it ain’t no love here
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| But I do see blood, tears and sweat
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| I bet that you could pray for me
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| Just holla at me, I could pray for you
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| Try to make a play for you
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| Won’t you show me… love?
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| They say it ain’t no love here
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| But I do see blood, tears and sweat
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| Moët, we pour it up at gatherings that we’ll soon forget
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| Cause the day by day negatives be consumin'
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| Haters boomin'
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| Love is what flowers and finish blooms beget
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| Show me your plot and I’ll do the dirt till my wounds cement
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| Pray for me
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| Just holla at me, I could pray for you
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| Try to make a play for you
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| Won’t you show me… love?
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| They say it ain’t no love here
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| But I do see blood, tears and sweat
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| I bet
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| Don’t let the struggle make your heart harder
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| Sip the truth, spit the truth
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| That’s the smart water
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| I’m talkin' gospel, J Hova, no Shawn Carter
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| It’s more cons than pros
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| The Southside so cold
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| I suggest your keep your Carhartt
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| Love is stronger than pride
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| But also love is a muscle
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| You gotta build from inside
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| And amidst the hustle and bustle
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| Amidst the roll of the thunder
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| I play the role of a Russell Westbrook or Simmons
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| Put simply, I gotta get it and they couldn’t kill me morally
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| Either way Free Nation got a couple more of me on deck
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| Young Nyjah Huston did the street trials
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| Kicked and pushed until I beat down barriers
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| Kicked and pushed until I beat down
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| They say it ain’t no love, but I’ve seen it, I’ve seen it
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| They come few and far between it
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| But I’ve seen it, I’ve seen it, I’ve seen it
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| Pray for me
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| Just holla at me, I could pray for you
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| Try to make a play for you
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| Won’t you show me… love?
|
| They say it ain’t no love here
|
| But I do see blood, tears and sweat
|
| I bet that you could pray for me
|
| Just holla at me, I could pray for you
|
| Try to make a play for you
|
| Won’t you show me… love?
|
| They say it ain’t no love here
|
| But I do see blood, tears and sweat
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| Moët, we pour it up at gatherings that we’ll soon forget
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| Cause the day by day negatives be consumin'
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| Haters boomin'
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| Love is what flowers and finish blooms begin
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| Show me your plot and I’ll do the dirt till my wounds cement |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Daniels Bloom , by - Mick Jenkins. Song from the album The Healing Component, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп