[Ard Adz]
yo kaz I'm right here G
still trying to hit the top like a hair weave
still chill on the block where there's bare beef
still sining for my gwat on these tear streets
we still out banging on a late
and body still get dropped in the daytime
everyone's still on the same grind
still got the same bike
working the same line
the hood f**ked mad beef with pagions
you see if I buss I'm gonna beef massions
berry me with my 4 fizzy
cus if I go hell man will squeeze at sainten
and i all ways mad in this bait dumma
where i walk with a nank just to make jumma
the hood turned most of my acts kuffa
no pups in my life so I prays uma
and ive grinding so aki dog i might need a rest
and this pride that i carry might lead to death
and this gal that i seaded migh be a sket
see I'm felling stressed think i might need a ses
fuck school i don't care about grammar
id rafter hit the strip and get a pinky off a grammar
look the streets cant get me madder
you listening to agro
I'm listening to ja ja
word still tired
all my friends telling me there broke
i told man in 08 to start selling koke
see I was travelling the snow
you was all loved up hugging up at home
nearly five times in my life i was near dead
i lost tonnes of the blood no tears shed
back alleys drank nights nowhere near fedz
i could hear death but i could't care less
and real shit here so don't judge me
i tell all my dons move your hand don't spud me
i can feel fake love so g come hug me
and if you don't love me than dog you don't trust me
cos certain thing i say should be words of god
i can spit about shit that make you turn this off
five man innocent buired off
jacks mums got raped just earner job
they say happy faces turn into sad ones
i had a happy face it turned to a sad one
age 12 on roads with a gas gun
age 15 screaming out gas gang
so fuck school my doggy
they aint trying to teach the youth about illuminati
my bro from the state phoned me and told me
how they teaching Americans to shoot Iraqi's
living in a f**kry
aint trying to say to much g
[Mike L]
we aint ready
you aint ready
they aint ready
living this life in this pain
its a cold cold world
brothers are dying
sister are crying
mothers don't know where they went wrong
and all the fathers are gone
its a cold cold world
so it feels its us against the world
it feels its us against the world
it feels its us against the world
what u know a bout
what u know a bout
what u know a bout pain
what u know a bout pain
what u know a bout pain
what u know a bout
what u know a bout
what u know a bout pain
i know
and ive grinding so aki dog i might need a rest
and this pride that i carry might lead to death
and this gal that i seaded migh be a sket
see I'm felling stressed think i might need a ses
fuck school i don't care about grammar
id rafter hit the strip and get a pinky off a grammar
look the streets cant get me madder
you listening to agro
I'm listening to ja ja
word still tired
all my friends telling me there broke
i told man in 08 to start selling koke
see I was travelling the snow
you was all loved up hugging up at home
nearly five times in my life i was near dead
i lost tonnes of the blood no tears shed
back alleys drank nights nowhere near fedz
i could hear death but i could't care less
and real shit here so don't judge me
i tell all my dons move your hand don't spud me
i can feel fake love so g come hug me
and if you don't love me than dog you don't trust me
cos certain thing i say should be words of god
i can spit about shit that make you turn this off
five man innocent buired off
jacks mums got raped just earner job
they say happy faces turn into sad ones
i had a happy face it turned to a sad one
age 12 on roads with a gas gun
age 15 screaming out gas gang
so fuck school my doggy
they aint trying to teach the youth about illuminati
my bro from the state phoned me and told me
how they teaching Americans to shoot Iraqi's
living in a f**kry
aint trying to say to much g
[Mike L]
we aint ready
you aint ready
they aint ready
living this life in this pain
its a cold cold world
brothers are dying
sister are crying
mothers don't know where they went wrong
and all the fathers are gone
its a cold cold world
so it feels its us against the world
it feels its us against the world
it feels its us against the world
what u know a bout
what u know a bout
what u know a bout pain
what u know a bout pain
what u know a bout pain
what u know a bout
what u know a bout
what u know a bout pain
i know
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