| They say that life is a movie with no extras
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| I still shed tears thinking 'bout when my bro left us, we so restless
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| Start the day off with no breakfast, selling coke reckless
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| So you can’t tell me 'bout no protest, nigga
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| 'Cause this pro’s tested
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| No effort, flow is something to cherish
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| Y’all be believing everything that y’all see
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| Shit is fucking pathetic
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| You’ll come to regret it
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| Too much smoke in your mirrors
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| I’m hoping you hear it 'cause life is the realest
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| No productions or edits
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| Give nothing but credits (woo!)
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| There’s something enchanting about niggas crowded on street corners
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| They call police on us
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| If you see 'em, please warn us
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| There’s too much heat on us
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| 10 years worth of that dope is on me and three warrants
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| How you think I made it out, stashing drugs by the neighbor’s house
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| The Feds staking out, realize what you praying 'bout
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| Predators study what they prey about
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| Strategize then you take 'em out
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| Duffle Bag, I’m your favorite out
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| Off camera’s how we did it, before the mentions
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| Long nights in the trenches
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| Time ticking so respect my position
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| Ribs clicking so respect my decision
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| Damn, ain’t shit was ever given
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| Before the name we was cooking up 'caine
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| Made a change
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| And now we found a way out
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| In the streets, had to cash out
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| The streets got a way with these hours as time management
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| Waving sticks like it was magic and try to vanish it
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| Gotta use your advantages
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| Sit calm 'cause the wrong cast could lead to bandages
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| Crush your will to live at the table, don’t get entangled with
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| Niggas that’ll mangle shit
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| Spray the restaurant and pay the damages
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| I don’t never scrimmage with the amateurs
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| Vision is too vivid for your cameras
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| Prison was like living in a canister but I knew the parameters
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| Yeah, death’ll make you part of the surface
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| Go and buy that fake love but respect is harder to purchase
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| Muzzle up the mutts 'cause all that barking is worthless
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| If you friendly with a clown then you probably part of the circus
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| Pray to God in them churches
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| But on the streets you better be raising arms with a purpose
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| Staying calm when you nervous (Stay calm)
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| Yeah, they say that better late than never
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| Never late is better
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| Dreaming I’m a king, let’s go and save Coretta
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| Off camera’s how we did it, before the mentions
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| Long nights in the trenches
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| Time ticking so respect my position
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| Ribs clicking so respect my decision
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| Damn, ain’t shit was ever given
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| Before the name we was cooking up 'caine
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| Made a change
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| And now we found a way out
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| In the streets, had to cash out
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| Ayo Ransom, this shit crazy baby
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| We cut from a different cloth, ya feel me?
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| It feel different
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| Boss star, Mus… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blacula , by - Ransom. Song from the album Directors Cut Scene 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп