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.Mama Always Said There'd Be Days Like This.
Niggas will snatch ya chain and rock it//
I tell the future, but I ain’t a prophet// I'm just a rapper that aims to profit// Touchin’ matters of fucking patterns// Where mothers fathom their son living…// A peaceful life, but his gun's with him// 3 at night, he slowly walks the street// Cautiously, zoning to the walkman beat// All police at they rests, they off they feet// Talking cheap, countin’ up our arrests// This cat was blessed with good eye sight// He knew a 'lac on tens would drive by// He had a friend that had beef with them// He knew the hood code, so he stood froze// Thinking, "beef with friend, that’s beef with me yo"// And he wasn’t tryin’ ta go where the good go// So he grabbed his piece and turned slow// Half closed eyes, he watched the car as it drove by// They wasn't the cats that he recognized// Despised, in a rush to start bustin’ his gat// His mind was spinning, he’s making the moves// So anger can prove ain’t no vagina in him// He saw another car, this time's he grinnin’// They pulled up close and shot 5 up in him// Both his eyes was sunk back in his dome// Chris will never ever make it back to his home// He ain’t have shit on his mind but a hat and a comb// ’Til blasting of chrome left a full clip in his mind// I'm kicking a rhyme so you can picture a crime// That got niggas wildin’, drippin’ liquor and crying// His mom's dream was a far fetched fantasy// Should of known her own'll get caught in tragedy// |
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Damn... y'all sleepin' on a nigga.
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yo enigmatic this shit was crazy, i loved how you tell the story, keep it up dawg..
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shit was deep i promis i'll break this whole thing down for ya in a few
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My daddy said " Gay Jimmy, push it in harder"
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yo this was a great peace i never regret reading your posts stay up
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.Uh-huh.
Keep uppin' this joint... good lookin' out fellas.
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