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gangsta
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#138 today
Peak #38
#74 in subgenre
Peak #17
Author
MistaMarvalous
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MistaMarvalous
Uploaded
May 14, 2004
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
as i sit back relax and let the smoke go
gave up blazin', but ill be back for sho'
mind too stressed, the treez keep me thinkin
paranoid mind state, too much info leakin'
worry bout life, then you know what im speakin'
if ya want money, then you' see why im leavin'
we all got skeletons, how many you got yo?
I think im livin a lie - i dont even know-
about me, i doubt me, this is why i rhyme
why get high, and dwell on problems that i hide
from the world, like im scared of reality
fuck runnin', get a cavelary, fire my mentality
stop being depressed, im knee deep in strees
get selfrespect, gotta keep myself correct
at all times, gotta be able to drop it
just keep it locked in on the target regardless
the lute machine, the sound goes bling
ima chase the cream till im livin my dream
if you hungry you know, exactly what i mean
if you not, fuck off, ima be doing my thing
the sound goes ding, as i get crowned king
on the humble kid can rumble, does his thing
city mind state , ima drink till i fall
cuz its how im livin' now - i aint waitin for a call
thinkin long term, get a business fuck a firm
rock tracks on the side, just cuz i burn
your concern should be me if we ever meet
but for now, feel the words, nod ya head to the beat
its deep,i fein for loot, an endelss pursuit
sold drugs to recoop, end up burnin the proof
its to learn in ya youth, gotta chew to get through
the beef with ya teeth, to sharpen up ya tooth
ima move smooth, watch the creep, its perfected
cuz now its 110 gram white gold necklace
swings by my chest kid, you wanna come get it
i suggest a weapon, or be readin for a session
the lute machine, the sound goes bling
ima chase the cream till im livin my dream
if you hungry you know, exactly what i mean
if you not, fuck off, ima be doing my thing
when i come off bold its a reflection of self
should i be ashamed to admit i want success and wealth
fuck fear, ima be here, so I mine as well-
stick to my guns like I got glue on my belt
seek help, temper is short the fuse burns fast,
never know when its goin off, and I let off a blast
cuz im about fed up with this wack rap crap
who says I need a contract to drop it on a track
consistant at that, an yo - I got that power glow
that sour flow, that just lets the cowards know
I need that towered dough, to see that open road
If I leave moanin’ foe’s then that’s how it goes
But I grow with each step and never lose sight
of the prize my eyes are on, to grip the golden mic
and how can I forget to get my mind right
some loot wouldn’t hurt, but lemme just live my life..
