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undrsnd - vodka lyrics

you better know i know i trick with the knife
that’ll zip up your life, disappearing act your missing for life
you outta know i gotta trick up my sleeve juice five on my side, metal on my back like christopher reeves
understand i got a series of drama, so i keep me a gun, roll up a dutch of mary juana
but you all know i’m not tryna marry joana
til death do us part, so serious they sleep in they armor
understand my beef with the world, mean you don’t gotta do nothing and all of a sudden i’m stomping your girl
if you don’t wanna see your girl getting picked or your drugs getting pitched
choke hold the whole block, bear hugging the shrimp
but if i seen all black and my smoke was spread and every time i look at my gun i think of my bread and еvery thought that i think is the worst casue i bе thinking like, i be thinking like
if i was the slug then you’ll be the hurst
then you’ll still be dead the whole squad hit the church
looking at your casket self relaxing in dirt
you putting in immaculate work, my crib owe the captain a search
plus my kid walking back with the herf
n*ggas in poor
n*ggas is thirsty
n*ggas is getting shot in the numbers in their jersey
n*ggas is hurtin
bums is hungry
i’m a song alive i talk to the slums they heard me
n*ggas can’t hurt me
the same for these chickens
n*ggas ain’t worthy
yall want n*ggas to stop snitchin
n*ggas is wrong
they can’t stall for force and feds at your d*mn door
and that’s a d*mn shame, charge into the d*mn game
n*ggas drowning they don’t got no d*mn gain
they ain’t got no d*mn pain
no support no campaign
rock the cork off the champaign
n*ggas is dying barley for nothing
n*ggas mothers is crying why do my son be bugging
maybe the street life, same thing that k!lled my cousin, same thing that had pac thinking what the f*ck he wasn’t
so what you though you was?
i thought that i was nothing
living off chicken and stove top stuffing
n*ggas is poor
n*ggas is stuffing
n*ggas must be forgetting how i passed them off for onions
n*ggas forgetting
but they forgot nothing
just caught on their life
n n*ggas is like 30 something
n*ggas is bald, n*ggas is forty
n*ggas is still running around calling chick a shorty
them b*tches grown
n*ggas is broken and it come from home
from all the pain in your life, all the pain in your life
grey hair wise man said talk less learn more
i learn we already in h*ll when we die we gone burn more
one thing about the rich them n*ggas learn poor
they been broken what they yearn for
a million buck open the worm door
not to mention give me six bundle of the shern store
i need it less but i hurt more
cause all the pain in your life
you came in your wife, you made sacrifice
what about your daughter
gotta take advise you might get it from a snorter or get it from a n*gga who turn 8 b*lls to cause
the pain in your life
pop and reporters, ten to a quarter
never coming home got the call from my lawyer he got us on the phone
under the gun til the cows come home and my child turn grown and i ain’t getting no younger
old saltine body age no number like the page all summer
come out the first was
tryna push o’s
from all pain in your life your heart turn cold you gotta take control you last episode
next thing you know you’ve been sitting in the hole, home or state parol
the pain in your life the streets gotta pay a tole
better knuckle up i’m crashing in the walls so you better buckle up cause we ain’t coming home
that’s where the rider is hang you with the phone, d*ck bang you with the chrome
oh i’m in the zone
the pain in your life like the ankles on malone
or the jaw of sugar shank, going out like al capone
beef over cocaine, blood on your lomien
then you stood over top of catching the soul train
all the pain in your life some eighth from the old game
heroin and cocaine
pain in your life, all the pain in your life

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