Tonalità: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I 'member back when I used to get schooled
Talking bout when everyone
I knew used to be cool
Running round brainless
yeah we used to be fools
Grab a chain,
pawn shop had no use for the jewels
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I knew what I wanted
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had no use for schools
I got kicked out of,
had no use for the rules
Then all of a sudden
I'm shooting at dudes
A nigga couldn't make slips
of the stupidest move
Back when it used to be safe
I love Pecknam guess I'm
used to the place
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Talking bout the trap yes I'm
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used to the race
Early morning bagging up
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in a room full of base
All for the love of the taste
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They used to come and see
me and it used to be laced
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Remember when a nigga used
to drink Hennessy chased
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Now I'm so stressed my
Courvoisier's usually straight
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A lot of devils in the game but I move
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with the saints
There's nothing for a nigga to
get your movement erased
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You lose a nigga man you can't
get that shooter replaced
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Every way that you ever
thought it usually ain't
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Im looking outside and
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its cold out
Thinking how much longer can i hold out
I've had enough and I've said
it out my own mouth
I guess its in for the new,
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throw the old out
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Skeletons in nigga's closest
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let the skulls out
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I'm out here on my own nigga no doubt
But if its on niggas strap
it up and roll out
Christmas niggas wrapping up
your whole house
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I 'member back when it used to be hard
Old school days back when we
used to be dawgs
Back when it used to be laughs
Bag of weed days back when
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it used to be halves
But a nigga's gotta step up
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and loosen the past
I'm holding on too tight gotta
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loosen the grasp
Is he spitting real shit you'll stupid to ask
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When fake niggas can't understand
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and make stupid remarks
Some niggas even think dumber
like moving to clark
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Like hes ever portrayed that hes
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a yute to be crossed
Niggas put faces on and get
used to the mask
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Then its like they get confused
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and lose where they are
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C
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Rolling with my yute in the car
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Hes laughing while he holds a
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balloon in his arms
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Thinking back to when I used
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to wipe poo off his arse
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For him not to grow up like me i'll
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be schooling his arse
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On the road to redemption,
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there's too many tasks
I'd like to tell my whole story
but there's too many parts
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But anything you need to know
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all you do is just ask
Show him guidance so he don't
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ruin his chance
Cos growing up got me
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thinking more wisely
Done a lot of silly shit to piss
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of the almighty
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So if I got to his heavenly gates
And I was standing outside
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do you think he'll invite me?
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All for a couple of pound
The big spliff in my mouth and
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a cup of that brown
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A .45 and a couple of rounds
To be the niggas well known to
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make duppies in town
The street life has its ups
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and its downs
Even the craziest yute ain't
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as tough as he sounds
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It's just that fear factor got
him off of the ground
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The last thing he heard that brudda scream now
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he's stuck with the sound
And you'll never forget that it happened
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That's the way it goes down right
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from ghetto to Clapham
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I can't lie I'm upset
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that's the pattern
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That's why every track you hear
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is infected with passion
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A
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I accept the importance
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Them mad streets where
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I stepped in them Jordans
Thats why every time I open
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my eyes in the morning
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I thank God just for blessing my organs
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