| Born sinner, my heart was driven break out the prison
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| Mentally speaking my nigga they full-out found the rhythm
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| Now I live decent, didn’t even have a pot to piss in
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| Dead or in prison yeah they thought I’d be another victim
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| Yeah we crawl sometimes and we walk sometimes yeah
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| Now we all go cryin' 'cause we all got times yeah
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| Coppers try’na lock me up and chain me
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| Judge me by my skin, they don’t care where my brain be
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| Sometimes I wanna take a trip back, back in slavery
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| Slap the master right in the mouth on the daily
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| This one is for them niggas didn’t make it up off the field
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| They incarcerate us, modern stages really real
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| I been contemplating nights, I stay up with the steel
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| Like I ain’t got enough, should I go out there and steal?
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| This black shit is real, motherfuckas get the reel try’na run up on the track
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| Feed them shows how we react
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| We don’t take that shit to rap, not at all
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| This is war by default
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| But they show that shit on TV is it really our fault?
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| 'Till I have a billi', I will never see me yawn
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| You could clearly see the snakes when you organize your lawn
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| So Im’ma scrape the rake and grind out 'till the break of dawn
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| They love to hate the greats until you won just like Lebron (Lawd)
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| I’m on one like McGrady, thirty seconds I go crazy
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| System got so many cracks, I should’a been born in the 80's
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| I shoot porn with yo' lady, she eat my cum like it’s gravy
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| So I know I ain’t the father to that baby
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| Born sinner, my heart was driven break out the prison
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| Mentally speaking my nigga they full-out found the rhythm
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| Now I live decent didn’t even have a pot to piss in
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| Dead or in prison yeah they thought I’d be another victim
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| Yeah we crawl sometimes and we walk sometimes yeah
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| Now we all go cryin' 'cause we all got times yeah
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| Grew up with his daddy, incarcerated out the struggle
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| With a mother who ain’t love him 'cause he look just like his father
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| Started failin' outta school because the times is getting harder
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| Had to get up on this hustle, chose the dope theme as a startup
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| He was nice with the clippers nigga, shoulda been a barber
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| But the hustles on the corners with the Benz was lookin' sharper
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| Nigga handed him a pack, told him 4PM to show up
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| So he cut his last class, told his friends to watch the glow up
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| What a fool, victim to having no role models
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| Told him 80/20 splittin', he took it with no problem
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| Even handed him a grip, «with this shit, this gon' solve it
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| But you ever end up using a clip, then just toss it»
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| Nigga went to his coordinates, started making loads of flips
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| Niggas saw him walking shit, approached him hawk to spit
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| Homie hand was slow to lift, he pulled out his and gripped the stick
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| Saw like twenty witnesses but ran to his apartment
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| Try to go to sleep but pray to God the dude ain’t dead
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| But he woke up to the homicide unit by his bed
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| Further end of story and he sittin' in a jail
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| In a bunk with his father, niggas made him share a cell
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| Viscous cycle, all he needed was some education
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| 'Stead they leave him on the streets so they could go out and detain him
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| Man this shit is systematic, I know everything ain’t racist
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| But the hood is like a death trap and the systems are created
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| Time to change it
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| Born sinner, my heart was driven break out the prison
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| Mentally speaking my nigga they full-out found the rhythm
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| Now I live decent didn’t even have a pot to piss in
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| Dead or in prison yeah they thought I’d be another victim
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| Yeah we crawl sometimes and we walk sometimes yeah
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| Now we all go cryin' 'cause we all got time yeah
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| Yeah, don’t fall, pressure makes you go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Break The System , by - The Underachievers. Song from the album Renaissance, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп