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Genre
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Peak #15,804
Peak in subgenre #9,714
Author
lil t the untouchable
Rights
lil t
Uploaded
October 11, 2005
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Learnin the game
Lyrics
They all wanna see me die, homicide buried by gunshots/
They all wan see me cry, eyes hurtin and bloodshot/
I can never close my eyes 2 blink or even turn around/
Always haters at my door that's wut I'm learnin now/
Reverse the curse turn tragedy 2 passion and peace/
Wut's worse is bursts from guns leave backs on the streets/
Who can I turn 2 when everybody snakes, everybody waits/
Everybody wan put hands on wuts mine everybody fakes/
Even some of my closest fam done turned and said fuck u/
Mama don't give a shit neither now tell me wut I'm gon do?/
Precise blasts and nice cash makes nights fast as I slice bags/
Take the white stash and turn it into a comeup get right fast/
Tell me why cuz I'm white I'm not as hood as u, not as good as u/
Shit we shed red blood muthafucka I can die from a bullet 2, fuck ya bullshit crew/
5 poppin 6 droppin I'm from a crazy state, IL is the name we put blades 2 ya face/
So stay in ya place, I don't wanna have 2 shank cuz u hate, but I can't hesitate/
Buildin an army of menaces my sentences leave dents in kids power repleneshes/
Still never scar me from questions it's 2 the end I piss on u cowardly never beens/
Never will be fuckin with my team, one wrong stop no caught breath blood on the doorstep/
Run with a raw set, I'm from the projects, get ir str8 boy blood dripped out my faucet/
U can say wut u want but who run shit? Don't lie 2 yaself punk bitch, I don't play that dumb shit/
Pull an AK and dump it shoulda chose 2 run quick but ya mug split, now thass the thug shit/
Everybody wanna be anotha man cuz they ballin, try me u gon fal like the season of Autumn/
And if a bitch try me it's no problem, cuz I roll with a set of g's and the heata can solve em/
Prophecy spoken no truer words can exit a mans lips, weapons r damage, US is a threat to the planet/
Never learnin they lesson always steppin 2 slam shit, got innocent men wettin chests 4 this damn shit/
It seems I'll never see a day where my enemies don't make me step in squeeze, bless this g/
Poor soul dead on the curb got all his family cryin, his whole hood pourin out the hennesy/
I can never close my eyes 2 blink or even turn around/
Always haters at my door that's wut I'm learnin now/
Lord tell me r u listenin, I don't see my competition/
Real shit demons follow wishin 2 end my mission/
