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drop it - emex lyrics

let me tell you from the start
just a lil n-gg- with a lot of pain, lot of art
lil flame, lot of brain, lot of smarts
lil chain, it might hang to the heart
straight a’s, til the grades fell apart
keep me sane, keep a dame, a la carte
i was raised in the game on the court
had some homies that would bang, but of course…
barely aged when i saw me a corpse
i remember thinking everybody aiming for sport
15 when i saw a range, lord
17 when i went a astray, lord
deranged and strange thoughts, my god…
how can n-gg-s make work really stretch this far?
i was good on my path thus far
13, i was struck by that car
and my momma screamed
said i was dead and she knew it
got some age, saw my n-gg-s getting to it
robbing n-gg-s for they change, we would do it
i just wanted me a change and they knew it
i just wanted me a chain, it was stupid
looking back, god found me in music…
looking back, god found me in music…
looking back, sometimes i lose it and i-

wake up on my off days
hands on this grenade…
land mine at my feet
and my heart bled on this page…
if god is watching me
then i wonder what he would say…
wonder if he would say- i was saved?
or would he tell me drop it?
(would he tell me drop it?)
so much to explain
so much more than this pain
at times, i question god
i’m ashamed…
but would he tell me drop it?
(tell me drop it?)
so much to explain
so much more than this pain
at times, i question god
i’m ashamed…
but would he tell me…

let me tell you yet again
i was bout 11 then…
me and heaven met again
in the church, listen to the reverend
teaching youngins how to be the better men
‘go to school, maybe get a letterman, get the grades, or the game might just make it better then…’
i already knew that i was better then
i was 7 feeling like a veteran
til them shots rang, blame the weatherman
he had never said anything but it was imminent
ducking bullets, thinking ‘what is heaven then?’
frustrated, got me b-mping eminem
unc faded, he can’t even say the gin
what’s crazy-
i ain’t even know the flavor of it then
i just saw that he had another cup in his hand
on the second hand, i caught a second wind…
i ain’t blowing smoke, but i gotta keep it blunt though
another corpse on the playground- cutthroat
hit them licks, we were going for the gusto
ar in the trunk, never clutched though
thank god, had me watching for undo
sometimes really think i’ve had enough though…
sometimes really think i’ve had enough though…
sometimes really think i’ve had enough
and now i-

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