Kunci: A minor
Verse 1
- talking]
Ah, what's up man? (What up Ali?)
Ah, you still standing on this
motherfuckin corner?
Shit ain't you 30 years old,
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motherfucker?
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[Verse 1 - Brother Ali] Ah, so when
Verse 2
I pick up the microphone
I know what I'm sayin
Wasn't long ago was facin
the same situation
Carpet got ripped from me pacin
The rent's a month late, ain't shit on the way,
I'm straight prayin
Ends don't meet unless
you make 'em
The people don't eat unless you scrape
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and you see they ain't playin
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Corner store credit is way thin
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The World got it's way of weighin on your shoulders,
It's like we got frowns tattooed
on our faces
The school's ain't savin
our new generation
Stare at our kids,
they need a paradigm shift
The paradox is that parents aren't shit
Why you got cable? Your
life is not stable
Lights not paid for, Nikes on
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It's like we wanna look good
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Should grab a paddle and scrap
our way out
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Verse 3
[Chorus - Brother Ali] - 2X
Life's not a game when you
livin it like this
Leave your lane for a minute, you might flip
Dm
your neck with a tight grip
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Use your brain in this shit and you
Verse 4
Am
[Verse 2 - Brother Ali]
While you in the drug game,
my hustle got another name
You dyin, makin somebody rich,
it's the fuckin same
So quick to call a square
job Brother lame
Truth be told,
you might wanna choose another lane
Yeah I'm bussin 'til my
bitch ass drop
You on the corner,
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pushin them bitch ass rocks
And yes I'm gettin sweated
by my bitch ass boss
Your ass steady runnin from
This shit don't stop,
the game ain't new
The pen's full of dudes who thought
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the same shit too
And TV is a blind fold,
here to keep your eyes closed
Sell your crack and it's all
dough and fly clothes
Shit ain't nothin like "The Sopranos"
Real talk, you're probably better
off at McDonald's
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Rappers all say they went
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from hustlin to rhymin
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But look, everybody say the other
Interlude 1
one's a liar
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Verse 5
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[Chorus]
Am
[Break - Man - talking]
Man, fuck you Brother Ali
You always runnin your mouth
Just 'cause you got that rap shit cool
Man we on these streets motherfucker
Get out here and see
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how it is
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[Verse 3 - Brother Ali] It don't
Verse 6
matter about me rappin,
my ass is still scratchin
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Am
Some day, I'm a be the "yo,
remember back when?"
While I'm hear I got
to really make it happen
Try to have emergency
landing, instead of crashin
Fuck sayin I've been here,
brother I am here
Might not live here this year but I still care
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Dm
Not talkin down to you, straight to you
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No player hater my dude, it's plain true
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Got ta live like don't nobody
love you but you
As long as your blood move,
tragedy could touch you
Struggle ain't nothin new,
cards ain't gonna always land how you want
'Em too
Fuck it though, thug it through
Can't give up,
as much as you'd love to
There's certain shit as a
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Dm
You God damn right they made it like this
G
But I ain't tryin to wait for the
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day they might fix
Outro 1
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