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hear my pain - mori briscoe lyrics

[verse 1: legendary kev]
be the fakest n*ggas to say some real sh*t
don’t n0body die when you slide, that ain’t a real skit
blood up on my cleats for them frail trips
all these drugs got me numb, ion feel sh*t
put my pain inside this chopper, you gon’ feel this
they make trauma units if a n*gga feel sick
three n*ggas wit’ three baby a’s that’s a real blitz
held me down when i was down, that’s a real bjtch
i needed [?], and then some
all my opps was broke, it’s ‘23 and n*ggas still bums
legendary kev, had a real run
i am not into wit’ n*ggas who have no income
only the gang you can’t hang unless you spend some
be the n*ggas that do the most that never did nothin’
off a rp and i ain’t gon’ liе right now this pill bussin’
get in my feelings about my n*ggas, i wanna drill somethin’
i lost slice and that sh*t hurt insidе
i did that time be a man ridin’, that sh*t merked my pride
you could’ve kept it a hunned, i didn’t deserve the lies
use to be the bro, he broke the code and now he deserve to die
wit’ me it’s for life wether you right or you dead wrong
only the family everything else gettin’ stepped on
i lost the n*gga i looked up, had my head gone
be on your head it won’t be long ‘til you get your headstone
when that bread gone watch ‘em all disappear
2023, same n*gga, just a different year
vvs’s while i speak just so you can hear me crystal clear
convicted felon, but i still keel a pistol near
some of my old homies is secret competition, them n*ggas weird
if it ain’t got [?] it ain’t nothin’ that a n*gga fears
[?] wit’ them type of weapons that was meant to k!ll a deer
when them sh*lls fall that’s what i call “real n*gga tears”
i need an ear right now, can you hear my pain?
did me dirty, ion know if i could feel the same
ion know if our definition of real the same
walk sh*t down ‘round here, we don’t drill the same
i need an ear right now, can you hear my pain?
did me dirty, ion know if i could feel the same
ion know if our definition of real the same
walk sh*t down ‘round here, we don’t drill the same
[verse 2: mori briscoe]
i lost lo, then lost kev, was still feelin’ pain
they keep sayin’ it’s gon’ be aight, but i won’t feel the same
and y’all was there before a n*gga really had a name
i do this for the bros, i sent [?] before i had a chain
free the real rights, this sh*t don’t feel right
i got n*ggas in the grave and n*ggas doin’ real life
got the news about my dawg’s and that sh*t had me real tight
‘cause we was real tight, and i get to book my flight
like, you told me
come to cali runnin’ bands off waves that you showed me
took a break away from snakes, n*ggas not my homies
and lo was like my twin, dawg, i miss you
y’all loyalty was real, y’all gone but how could i forget you?
double cups on double cups keep sayin’ “put the cup down”
but i be in my feelings, miss my n*ggas wanna buss rounds
and gotti doin’ ten, bro still hit me up
told me i can’t crash out i gotta be there for my son now

- mori briscoe lyrics

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