Tekst piosenki: JamWayne - You
Verse 1
I don't trust nobody in this mafuckin' game of lames
Keep sayin' we the same but I splat your brains
Even though I keep it real ho get out your feelings
You seen the murder but don't recognize the killer
Just play your position and rip apart the opposition
The enemy comin' so say a prayer and fuck the system
Ain't nothing but a set up, never let up, until you late
Thank God that my mama's always prayin'
She know we in trouble, I can tell it by the tear in her eye
Before they fall let her know we gon' be a'aight
And еveryday seem the same but it ain't
Countin' on somе changes just to fill up the tank
And it's a damn shame even when you tryin' do ride
They wanna lock us in chains you gotta fight to survive
The fight of your life, never let 'em see you defeated
Even though defense attorney said we couldn't beat it
Chorus
Shoot, you get a "fuck you", you and you and you and you
I'm so done with bein' broke, doin' what I gotta do
Put my life into this music, sick as anyone you choose
I'll be helicopter high jump and fuck a parachute
Shoot, you get a "fuck you", you and you and you and you
I'm so done with bein' broke, doin' what I gotta do
Put my life into this music, sick as anyone you choose
I'll be helicopter high jump and fuck a parachute
Shoot, you get a "fuck you"
Verse 2
Hard even when I speak soft
Marijuana reek from my lungs when I coughin'
Almost lost head through the struggle and the pain
Put the nine to my brain
Hammer clicked then I came up, what the fuck
Blow blunts, pull stuns till my soul hurt
Hand bustin' bloody from me workin', I'll be so dirty
But I ain't worried 'bout it, I call this gettin' money
You scared of underground and I just hit it runnin'
Mossy oak, I'm on the hunt for riches comin' out the trenches
Gadsden, Alabama on the map, yeah I see you lookin'
Jambo in the kitchen cookin' whippin' up a batch
As it comin' out the oven I just sit back relax laughin'
'bout damn time, spent my whole life
Workin' hard for the money now I'm on strike
You can eat shit, I let that beat bop
Put you to the pavement like the rubber from my street bike
Chorus
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