| Your mama can’t save you from the judge boy
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| You don’t get a pass for tellin' just cause you young boy
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| Slum boy the niggas know where I’m from boy
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| Right there on the beach, where Grandma Lina used to stay
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| 'You goin' to church with me', Grandma Lina used to say
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| Had to stay out her way cause Grandma Lina didn’t play
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| You ain’t never hugged a block, hundred day straight
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| One of the real fellas separated from the fake
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| Niggas in your circle is snakes, watch for 'em
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| They ain’t rockin' out and expect you to rock for 'em
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| You ain’t from the hood, how could you not know me?
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| Oh where the red dot at, how could you not show me?
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| All that money you owe me, you can keep it my nigga
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| All that broke shit is borderline thievery nigga
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| Mama used to ask me, what I see in you niggas
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| They’re apart of this team and I’m keepin' them niggas
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| Aye, them dirty dishes in the kitchen, baby clean 'em up
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| It’s residue on the plates and you can see the cuts
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| New phrase: «you ain’t eatin', you ain’t breathin' much»
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| They ain’t livin', y’all ain’t givin' when I needed something
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| Them Paypals was automatic when you need a 100
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| Purified through and through bleed a hundred
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| Smuggled a couple onions on the South-West
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| And you know we bouncin' out behind them bounced checks
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| Very lucrative business, my account wet
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| Shoeboxes of gwalla, we still ain’t count yet
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| And this is all 20,000 in that brown bag
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| Remember I was down bad, I was down bad
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| A whole lotta lotta cash on, a whole lotta gwap
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| A whole lotta one-up tops, a whole chopp’s
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| Whole lotta lotta shots, whole lotta shots
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| Get it in behind the squad, this a full time job
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| Bitches doin' 5, bitches niggas doin' 5
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| By any means get the gwap, G.O.D. |
| that’s on God
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| I lost my lil' brother that shit hurt
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| But even worse, he helped send Miguel to jail
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| That nigga died on paperwork
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| Pull up to the gravesite, woozy off a 8 of syrup
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| You’ll never understand what I go through as man
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| Let my mama down, when she needed a helping hand
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| I said I let my mama down when she needed a helping hand
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| I made sure that I was straight though as selfish as I am
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| The right hand hands is where my nigga got stamped
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| Deezy had bands before my nigga got stamped
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| Mama couldn’t save you from the judge, they the klan
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| Black on black crime, it’s a part of the people plan
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| 40 acres and a mule mean they worked us off the land
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| Let the jury hang us when the witness hit the stand
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| The dream died, Doctor King got blammed
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| Tryna stand up for us, now look at where we stand
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| Black on black crime, it’s part of the people plan
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| Black on black crime, a part of the people plan
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| The dream died, Doctor King got blammed
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| Tryna stand up for us, now look at where we stand
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| Black on black crime, a part of the people plan
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| Black on black crime, a part of the people plan
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| Yeah, it’s a part of the people plan
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| God, heaven’s truth, it’s a part of the people plan |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The People Plan , by - Mozzy. Song from the album Fake Famous, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп