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loose lips - ruthlezz lyrics

{intro “furious styles”}
now if you wanna talk about guns
why is it that there is a gun shop on almost every corner in this community
why
i’ll tell you why
for the same reason that there’s a liquor store on almost every corner in the black community
why
they want us to k!ll ourselves

{verse 1}
how do you live safely when everyone around you be mad shaky or a lady
tryna put her loose lips on you before your 18
taking your virginity when your practically still a baby
i don’t want no pity party
i’m mainly just pointing out statistics of the struggles i actively faced daily
oh how lovely it is in the pits
lately everyone’s safety is at risk
the hustle goes from breaking down bricks for the profits to get new kicks
to tricks tryna shimmy their lips on multiple shady d*cks in different whips
just to get that so called fix
you got kids as young as six with sticks strapped to their hips
really out here tryna hit l!cks well their parents are either dead, drug addicts or alcoholics, talk about nasty habits
followed by bandits, toting automatics, plotting tactics, smoking whoever is stacking the profits
so remember lose lips sink ships
you don’t want your name on them
hollow tips
it rips your sh*ts to bits and can even go through cribs
knocking off lids & spills blood on your fits down to ya timbs
you don’t wanna be the one who slips & loses his life or limbs
{hook}
i know its complicated not being educated
but at least i’m motivated to not getting incarcerated
how do you stay concentrated when there are liquor stores on every corner keeping us intoxicated

{verse 2}
corrupt cops roam the blocks
looking for rocks in socks & take dogs
to sniff out secret stash spots
they be breaking locks to secure the box
well everybody in the home be catching gunshots
that’s why most hearts are colder then an icebox & every second person has blood tone on their reeboks
have you heard of ghetto stocks
it’s making chops knowing some days you’ll be stuck with flops
but when your in the zone your sure to make lots
you should try to get it off the docks
you could be one of the hot shots who gets bl*wj*bs sitting on yachts
with tw*ts wetter than soaking mops
but odds are you’ll be stuck with them low end jobs
eating tater tots well stirring baking soda and blow into the crackpots
ripping off them sn0bs cutting it with sh*t watching them do the itch
like they got chicken pox

{outro “furious styles”}
well how do you think the crack rock gets into the country
we don’t own any planes
we don’t own no ships
we are not the people flying & floating that sh*t in here
i know every time you turn on the tv, that’s what you see
black people, selling the rock, pushing the rock
yeah i know, but that wasn’t a problem
as long as it was here
it wasn’t a problem until it was in iowa

- ruthlezz lyrics

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