| Give me a pad and a pen, and I’ll let the lesson begin
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| The only way to survive my life is straight up livin' in sin
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| Keep on gettin' in where you fittin' in, but in case you get stuck
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| Better keep your piece off safety, you got these niggas fucked up
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| No matter how many times I get on my knees and pray, it don’t change
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| Duckin' bullets, and the woman I love keep playing games with my brain
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| Our relationship’s faded, I tried to save it
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| But now she living with a nigga named David
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| Lord, could you please have mercy on this soul of mine
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| And release the blanket 'cause at night it gets so cold sometimes
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| Tried to go from a life of crime, but see my hustle was hot
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| Keep a razor blade to chop up all my twenties and dimes on the spot
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| Oh yeah I came up in the church, Z-Ro know right from wrong
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| But I gotta hustle to keep on eatin', because my felony postpone
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| A nigga like me from gettin' a job, so how the fuck can I rest?
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| Sometimes I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, 'cause I’m still here
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| I’ve been waitin' patiently
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, 'cause I’m still here)
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| Niggas steady hatin' me
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, 'cause I’m still here)
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| I’ve been waitin' patiently
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, 'cause I’m still here)
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| Why have you forsaken me?
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed)
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| Now it’s 1999, the new millennium is upon us
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| HPD got new technology, they gon' get us if they want us
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| Under surveillance 24−7 up in this game, you can never tell
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| Laws can’t see nan one of dem OZ’s
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| But a snitch’ll provide the blind with braille
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| Letters to read, indeed they wanna see me in a pine box
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| You can tell I’m not havin' that at the moment I let my nine cock
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| Release it cause I’m furious, refuse to let 'em capture me
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| Can’t get me a little bit of rest because I know them hoes are after me
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| I signed a major deal, you can see my video on TV
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| Fuck cappin', I’d rather kick it with Shan-o, Boobie and DP
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| 'Cause they never refuse my company when I show up at the do'
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| Sometimes a place where everybody knows my name is where I wanna go
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| Tell me do you know what they call me, 'cause you act like you ain’t heard of me
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| But you better be ready to die if somebody sent you here to murder me
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| 22, with a motherfucking beer belly
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| Some say I’m an OG already because I’m still here
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| I’ve been waitin' patiently
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, 'cause I’m still here)
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| Niggas steady hatin' me
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, 'cause I’m still here)
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| I’ve been waitin' patiently
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, 'cause I’m still here)
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| Why have you forsaken me?
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed)
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| I wonder if my niggas really love me sometimes
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| Would they give a fuck about Z-Ro if I couldn’t rhyme?
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| It’s just a thought in my mind, I’m so tired of working my muscle
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| I just came here to preach, didn’t give a fuck about a hustle
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| Nigga don’t get me wrong, I’ve been known to bleed blocks
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| Livin' on every local corner, on a first name basis with these cops
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| I’ve been locked up so many times, depressed and in jail
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| Ain’t got no free-world patnas that’ll make my bail
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| I can see it in the sky, it must be destiny for me to be insane
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| Feel the expression on my face, can’t you tell I’m in pain?
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| I try to repent cause that’s a privilege that was given to me
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| But when I talk to God it seem like he don’t listen to me
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| Cause I’ll be fienin' for mercy, no matter how many times I whine
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| I never get it when I want it, but it’s right on time
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| I can see the world again, from foggy weather to clear
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| But I still wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, cause I’m still here
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| I’ve been waitin' patiently
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, 'cause I’m still here)
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| Niggas steady hatin' me
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed 'cause I’m still here)
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| I’ve been waitin' patiently
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed 'cause I’m still here)
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| Why have you forsaken me?
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| (I wonder if a nigga’s really blessed, I’m still here)
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| Then, as I looked
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| I saw the door standing open in Heaven
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| And the same voice I had heard before that sounded like a mighty trumpet blast
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| spoke to me
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| And said
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| «Come up here
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| And I will show you what must happen in the future
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| But for right now …
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| I’m still here» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Still Here , by - Z-Ro. Song from the album Guerilla Maab Rise Revamp, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп