Текст песни: Eightball - Intro
*Talking In The Background*
Uh
The streets of my city be gritty
Young niggaz pack plenty and ain`t never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete blasted from the heat
From under the seat niggaz just tryin` to make ends meat
Trying to eat day to day livin` with no religion
Luxury cars and this money got my full attention
School teachers and the preachers don`t know what to teach us
They don`t get a second look without them ghetto features
Created so the non pigmentated rated
Pornographic caught they children learn the words and say it
Save the monsters, but don`t nobody know the lord
Status depends on the baddest shit you can afford
And look at me I`m in the middle of the confusion
Crime in my blood and I need a transfusion
Take it how you wanna take it
I gotta twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who fake it
and if it comes out raw, and uncontrollable
Money`s foldable, fuck a hip-hop quoteable
Nobody felt what I was feeling when I wrote this shit
Broke this shit, but that ain`t new so I can cope with this
Hope it get better for those who don`t get a chance
To advance, and dig the shit I be saying
You know what might make what I say a little clearer
If mothafuckers judge the one they see in the mirror
*Talking till the End*
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*Talking In The Background*
Uh
The streets of my city be gritty
Young niggaz pack plenty and ain`t never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete blasted from the heat
From under the seat niggaz just tryin` to make ends meat
Trying to eat day to day livin` with no religion
Luxury cars and this money got my full attention
School teachers and the preachers don`t know what to teach us
They don`t get a second look without them ghetto features
Created so the non pigmentated rated
Pornographic caught they children learn the words and say it
Save the monsters, but don`t nobody know the lord
Status depends on the baddest shit you can afford
And look at me I`m in the middle of the confusion
Crime in my blood and I need a transfusion
Take it how you wanna take it
I gotta twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who fake it
and if it comes out raw, and uncontrollable
Money`s foldable, fuck a hip-hop quoteable
Nobody felt what I was feeling when I wrote this shit
Broke this shit, but that ain`t new so I can cope with this
Hope it get better for those who don`t get a chance
To advance, and dig the shit I be saying
You know what might make what I say a little clearer
If mothafuckers judge the one they see in the mirror
*Talking till the End*
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