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Or www.myspace.com/thaqraps Beat: Fbreezy Productions (it’s tagged, but still a hot one) Hook: Tha Q Verses: Tha Q Concept: Track dedicated to this young brotha I know who has dreams of playing ball but has many obstacles to cross…Many of the lyrics are a fusion of things I went through as I saw them being congruent with his life…I simply commingled them. Hope y’all like it. 1 ************************************************** * Title: Everyday I look around Artist: Tha Q Label: 5 Source Ent. Album: 2010 “Elastic Energy Vol. 1: Tha Mixtape” Verse 1 Who ever understood, it’s like I’m under hoods No youngin could…live the life I did Listen, how many kids spend their life in ice? A cold heart, good kid, half his life in plight I remember vivid, was livin’ wit my Grand- Ma…on 18th and Benning street no sleep Cuz the roaches approached us, shits atrocious Crawlin’ up the toaster…but most just, grossed us Out…and no doubt, I was livin’ in hell Welfare every month but wasn’t spending’ it well Breakfast, cornflakes, no milk just water And lunch? it was sort of the same, just shorter Used to play in the ‘yard….wit a bag full of leaves Then I tied it to a tree..became Muhammed Ali A punch bag,,,what dad? Was like my luck was bad Was like…what? The fag left us….a tough chance Uh Verse 2 What I do? What I wanna be? Easy, I been one of these Sling shots…I throw myself at your mercy Lord…and where I wanna be, Lord, in your presence A Big dream racin…gonna chase it ‘til I catch it Like Forty yard rushes or touchdowns, much gets Intercepted…all these years introspection Livin’ in the second…not thinking bout the next one Disappointments, all these people got me stressing Walkin up the avenue, lookin for a path or two Eyes get drawn in, nothing I would rather do Moms gettin crazy…my pops man….fuck him Lord forgive me…but I don’t trust this man…fuck him My future…I see it…it’s achievement, on my knees Spent…praying, “Dear Lord, so what you sayin?” The wolves, they houndin’ me…haters, surroundin me They sayin…”He ain’t gonna make it as a player” Hook: 2x Why they always faking? Why they wanna shake me? I ain’t gonna give up…they will never make me Drown…they will never break me down Every day I look around…they are hating. |
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Hell yeah
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Fucking hate the beat, good flow like always, but not your best, good lyrics, big up
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