Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: DJ JS-1 f Masta AceНазвание : What Am I? Pt. 1Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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I grew up in a place where peace is your best friend And everyday a nigga got up was a blessing I move through these streets not knowing who I can trust Cause last year, somebody finished my brother Russ We found him in the two train tunnel, decapitated And that`s when my anger inside was activated That was the last time I cried like a baby Cause niggaz wanna find me next, and try to spray me And spill my insides out all over the city The life that I live right now is not pretty I seen friends get held up on dark nights I seen friends open they mouth and start fights I`m deep inna bangin since the death of my brother And anywhere you see me I`m representing my color Any nigga come through rocking the wrong cap Tryna shine like high gloss, is gettin left flat Before I die, swear I gotta leave my mark (uh) Catch me on the late night outside on the park I`m not shootin` hoops with niggaz, I`m not friendly It`s too bad...cause I do gotta little ball in me I`m too wrapped up in these walls for territory The world`s movin way too fast to hear my story My nigga Blue held me down when it came time We close like, we was delivered the same time I told him we would stay on top like flotation And never leave the hood or change our location Blue always told me to never say `never` And sure enough, ten of us got bagged together Now we speculatin `bout what`s gone` happen to us Trapped in this dark ass place that they through us You can see the fear in my heart if you just look I never ever thought my ass would get shook But I heard the story that`s been goin` around About, cats gettin` bagged at night and never found I bet that`s just how Russ meet his doom And just then somebody reached into the room And got a tight grip right around my throat I`m scared now, I figured that `that`s all she wrote` What`s fucked up is, they don`t know nothin bout me And yet wanna try and squeeze the life out me I start regurgitating, spittin up from fear Wishin` for a way that I could escape from hear It`s almost like the hand of God reached down And broke the grip and let me fall to the ground (Sirens in background till finish) | Похожие исполнители: |
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