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southside - poetik lyrics

[verse 1]
pass me the mic, let me pay homage to the streets i’m from
home of the poly fresh; door steppin’, fresh sneakers on
never ’bout it any man, uso only god*fearin’
if he down to ride, for sure, it’s for my ghetto children
gots to be heartless but you gots to have heart
yes indeed, it’s hard to see the light when living through the dark
find me plottin’ on [?], dreams chasin’; i gots to handle business
eyes open, watchin’ the cops’ motion, they so relentless
hustlin’ away with dollar bags, clockin’ figures
awake on sunday morning, time to beg for god’s forgiveness
roll it up and smoke it; box of cody’s with the flames
slow*driven though while i’m sippin’, clear vision as i maintain
in the wintertime, ridin’ with the windows down
just so motherf*ckers hear my sounds bump
recollect on past days; smokin’ b*tts up out the ashtrays
when you’re broke as f*ck without a meal, it’s hard to have faith
but still i rise to my feet; i prevail
payin’ visits to my usos not confined to a cell, they from the—

[chorus]
southside, where you learn quickly how to act right
look up in the sky, see the ghetto birds fly
through the southside; that’s where my people reside
though at times we call it dirty, ain’t no other place shine
like the southside, where them cops frequent on the block
and every neighbourhood bound to have a bullet shot
on the southside; that’s for my usos on the grind (ha)
throw it up, let it ride (ha)
show these fools how we represent the southside
[verse 2]
yeah, shoutout to my southern girls, thick with a capital t
love to watch y’all cat*fight; y’all be scr*ppin’ like gs
and lil’ homies throwin’ old kicks on the power lines
never runnin’ with a snitch; f*ck ’em, let them cowards hide
i be on time like benefits tuesdays
hit the atm at midnight, hold out; ‘member them days?
when them sirens rang loud, made my mama lose sleep
blessed we still breathin’ out—rest in peace [?] m.c
reminisce our weekends when we pour our liquor
smoked out, tell ’em this is my realm like face k!ller
mobb deep like tha movement, uce, i put that on “the real”
searchin’ for that silver and gold like [?] and [?]
street boxing under street lights, heads in the zone
that’s how it is when we drink, it gets your [?] into an [?]
know it’s bs and cs, it’s still southside love
started beef [?] of our second place, some southside bud
and let the beat ride as i get sick*minded off of that machete funk
middle finger to the noise control, turn the music up
connect your fingers, make an s, throw it in the air
just another day, high speed chase
yeah, we runnin’ through the, through the, through the—

[chorus]
southside, where you learn quickly how to act right
look up in the sky, see the ghetto birds fly
through the southside; that’s where my people reside
though at times we call it dirty, ain’t no other place shine
like the southside, where them cops frequent on the block
and every neighbourhood bound to have a bullet shot
on the southside; that’s for my usos on the grind (ha)
throw it up, let it ride (ha), show these fools how we represent the southside
[verse 3]
yeah, i’m talkin’ 20 for 20, them was the ghetto days
they came as 12*percenters; everybody caught a case
disorderly behaviour was [?], causing a riot
much more peaceful when we smoked though, i be higher than a pilot
fly by my alliance though silent when hearing sirens
applauded when buckets triumphed from spottin’ off gas heaters
streets is all we know, we got colds of our own, we live by
f*ck seminars that [?], do what i gotta do to get by
praying things get better, this the only life i know
forgive me for my wicked ways, lord, have mercy on my soul
breezin’ through [?] until i’m [?] smokin’
hit her right, bust a left to the liquor store, endorsin’
6*8*5 on my shirt, yeah, i be trendin’
feelin’ [?] back to reba, couple of punches out here blendin’
i’m a part*time rapper, full*time hustler
ambitious as a rider, culminate with southsiders
it don’t matter what sets, street signs or poly line
time to recognise usos, live and die for the same side (for the same side…)

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