| From the depths of the sea back to the block
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| Loch Ness motherfucker representing up top
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| Nuts in your mouth, sort of like a gumdrop
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| Drum roll, be-de-de-de-de-de-de, I’m gun ho
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| My story unfolds right before your eyes
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| Niggas swallow my career then read between the lines
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| You never will appreciate the vast amount of time
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| That I put into my craft, it’s more than beats and rhymes
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| Confined to a cell with a pen and a pad
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| To discipline the potential I already had
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| Took a crack at this rap shit, go hard for once
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| Too many 40 bottles of beer, too many blunts
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| As the days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months
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| Been sentenced, you knew what I was doing from the jump
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| Fell into a slump, climb my way up out the hole
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| Damn, Devil tryna steal my soul
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| «Now I’m the average nigga in the street life God
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| I try to beat trife odds»
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| «New shit is real»
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| «Now I’m the average nigga in the street life God
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| I try to beat trife odds»
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| Yo, I hear the rumors, they grow like tumors
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| But when you have humor, you learn to laugh it off
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| Niggas cast you off then they toss you to the side
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| I’m a backseat driver just here for the ride
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| Been sick and tired, Rapper been denied
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| But I don’t care now cause I ain’t scared of hard work
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| Read a couple books, my vocabulary stretched
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| I think it’s time now to put my seeds in the dirt
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| Do a track here, do a track there
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| 'til I attract the attention of my rapping peers
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| Got a few cheers, heard a few boos
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| Gather up some tools, time to make a move
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| Time to make news, put my name on the scene
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| Get a little fame, make a lot of cream
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| I’m living the dream while you all mad
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| I just took advantage of the chances that I had
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| «Now I’m the average nigga in the street life God
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| I try to beat trife odds»
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| «New shit is real»
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| «The only way I can escape is by vocals»
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| «I try to beat trife odds»
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| «Nevertheless»
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| «Now I’m the average nigga in the street life God
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| I try to beat trife odds»
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| «Nevertheless»
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| «The only way I can escape is by vocals»
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| Jo' Mo cock back, squeeze at your cantaloupe
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| That you can quote, plus I’m fresh off the banana boat
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| Violence is in my DNA, what can I say?
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| And the game is the only thing I know, I came to play
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| Damn right I got dreams… «But dreams don’t keep the lights on»
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| Fuck being wrong, damn right I got fiends
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| Yeah I rap but the hood in me, I should’ve been dead
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| But I’m still here, God must’ve seen some good in me
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| I ain’t getting the respect that you should give me
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| So my attitude like «I wish a nigga would», hear me?
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| Drugs, I done sold that, blocks, I controlled that
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| Ballers wanna shine? |
| Nice chain! |
| Let me hold that
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| Usually I hold back but now you need to learn about me
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| Those who’ve never hit the bottom shouldn’t be concerned about me
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| Non-believer number two, it’s your turn to doubt me
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| Fire to the fuel, how the fuck you 'posed to burn without me?
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| «Now I’m the average nigga in the street life God
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| I try to beat trife odds»
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| «New shit is real»
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| «The only way I can escape is by vocals»
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| «I try to beat trife odds»
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| «Nevertheless»
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| «Now I’m the average nigga in the street life God
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| I try to beat trife odds»
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| «Nevertheless»
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| «The only way I can escape is by vocals» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On The Real , by - Rapper Big Pooh. Song from the album Sleepers: The Narcoleptic Outtakes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп