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soulful - onetakedrew lyrics

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[intro]
sample – the o’jays (back stabbers)
yeah, back stabbers
got too much soul, n-gg-

[verse 1]
the friend of my enemy is usually my enemy
like my lawyer buddy-buddy with the prosecution
i thought you should be defending me
voices in my head must be my inner gemini cricket
the story of my life ain’t got me lemony snicket
i tend to be drifting by anyone offending me
rep up my grind, i plan to beat it
produce a flow so smoovie
run out of coat tail for groupies
these hoes bound to choose me
bet they won’t see a dollar bill
in st. louis outside the player’s club kinda ill
imma burn these tracks
rest in peace too bernie mac
hope this game don’t turn me whack
on the way to pro, there’s no turning back
live my life and worry that
i won’t be remembered for one thing a young king
but what if scar killed simba
got no kids, who gon’ be the symbol, of what i steer for
send me and my realest verses to the good lord
i’m good for it, n-gg-
hard to put your heart in words much harder to get ’em heard
who would have thought the thought of real music could be absurd
n-gg- its hard to talk 4 real sentences free of verbs or words
we don’t want to take action no more, it’s embarr-ssing
seriously, frustration just converts to cursing
like f-ck the man on his -ss countin’ cash while i’m working
for a fraction of what his wrist cost
p-ssed off n-gg-s be havin’ to work some years for it (yeah)
but you get that in a few days
for money that ridiculous n-gg-s gon’ have to move weight (huh, doe)
and is you game for it, even had to kill a brother
they got what you can’t afford (huh, nah)
see that’s two lanes boy and i’m over in the third one
the instrumental surgeon, come test it, i must confess it
might be the slowest but its closest to the exit
some blessed it
i don traveled the safer road
man of my family, this arm trying to break the mold
he’ll keep the silver and the bronze, i’m trying to take the gold
momma providin’ for the family, let’s change the roles
be patient, i’ll take control, you covered
and f-ck your shift so where’s my brothers
marcus, smitty, von and josh sh-t get gritty imma call ’em
and give them a piece of whatever i get involved in
i mean why not eat with the same n-gg-s you starved with
start from the bottom and i’m still here, it’s tough
boy i just started so i feel there’s no love
in the hip hop game but i still care, still care
struggle ain’t nothing i put that on my brother’s wheelchair
he been in and out of hospitals and he’s still here
the sh-t that he had to endure thought me to kill fear
n-gg-, that sh-t thought me to kill fear
so why you sketchy bought if the lord exists it’s real clear
[outro]

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