| Well if you can’t beat em', join em', build a memoriam
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| This kid got gold teeth, fuck it, coin em’so we can get some loot in our pocket
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| My man who just did a bid said you haven’t tried it don’t knock it I wear the rings of Saturn on my knuckles, like trucks do Life 40 acres and a mule I’m down to buck soon, my tool iller starts
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| Could make the world around my lost souls keep my mind in two colds
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| Keep the world in two holes in my head just oppose
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| I cited murder flows, on the low I contra flows the way that its supposed to be
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| I keep 10 rings around the frozery
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| I’m bout to rob the store I need some loot and some groceries
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| I need a lout with 3 blunders, fuck another night of hunger
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| I been a good man and I don’t deserve to suffer
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| After this night, I’ll return to being peaceful I put this on my people
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| Working exchange and worth the peep though, yo Do you recall the days when brothers used to chill
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| Flex on the mic and display ghetto appeal
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| Yo those were the days when it was really real
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| Yo those were the days when it was really real
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| But we’ll, all get it back together one day
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| But until then its stuff gunspray
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| I bless my head with every night I lay, and I pray for a brighter day
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| But anyway gotta get them thoughts out of my mind now
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| Wipe the sweat off my eyebrows, and stop to caught bring my hideout
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| Lie down you two niggaz in a second now
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| First brother shook with fear, and the second nigga caught a smile, wow
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| You doing that why don’t you strip white Gaza
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| This nigga yells you well youse a frontin ass roster
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| By my actions I have to say that thats true
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| But shut the fuck up I didnt ask you
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| I might blast you, If I have to, no mask
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| They can’t find me, even if you ID
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| But yo thanks for checking me, then unexpectedly
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| This pet nigga right behind the counter started wettin’me
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| 9 mm weaponry or ya be sleepin on the chest next to me Nobody understands society molested me, they just questioned me Nature of the arm going clean up crew clean my blood stops flowin
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| All my enemies out on the block, plus the government is smiling
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| Cause they sense the scent of death blowing, just showing
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| They plans run in precisely, this nigga ought to fit into a wood box nicely
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| Ghetto stress have my own fuckin people ice me If you look you can find me, on the corner store tile floor
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| Another landmark of the ghetto I saw
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| Is it all worth to die for? |
| Noooooo
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| Its not worth it (nooooooooo)
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| Man 1: Yo oh shit this dude got shot!
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| Man 2: He got shot?
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| Man 1: Yeah fucking shot dawg tryna rob a store
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| Man 3: What? |
| The fuck is this?!
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| Man 1: Thats fucked up yo Man 2: We gotta get out of here
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| Man 1: Yo this ain’t cool
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| Man 3: Yo where you goin?
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| Man 2: We gotta get the fuck out of here, this nigga wildin, HE WILDIN IM
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| OUT… yo I think I went to high school with this kid |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Glimpse at the Struggle, artist - Mr. Lif. Album song I Phantom, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп