letra de sutphin stories - burrlin
where i’m from, a lot of nxggas don’t make it off of my block
they get k!lled or put in jail once they caught by the cops
lemme first start sh-t off with an introduction
i grew up on the 6block and sutphin
where young nxggas is not with nothing
my mom was hustling to keep a roof on our heads
pray for my family safety whenever i go to bed
they stabbed my cousin johnny to death when i was 13
growing up, you wouldn’t believe the wild sh-t i done seen
they gunned down — right on the corner, and we was all outside
our moms thought we was just chilling but it was war outside
southside jamaica queens is what we call it
filled with hustlers, scammers, fiends, and alcoholics
murders every week but newspapers never report it
pops in and out of trouble, the government tryna deport him
uh!
i spit my pain up on this instrumental
get sentimental about life and all the sh-t i been through
the good die young, slain to a bullet & gun
a lotta nxggas don’t make it out where i’m from
the fathers are never around to help raise their sons
a lotta nxggas don’t make it out where i’m from
n-ggas die every summer, so the pain starts to feels numb
a lotta nxggas don’t make it out where i’m from
we focused on survival to stay alive in the slums
a lotta nxggas don’t make it out where i’m from
nxggas pulled the hammer out on us at roy wilkins
me and the homies all stood tall, like we was on stilts
& not once thinking at all that we could all be k!lled
with blood spilled on the corner, rip t-shirt’s when you’re a goner
that type of courage that make you into the man that you are
i spit my pain over these samples, 808s & guitars
because statistics say, i shouldn’t have made it this far
and i don’t even feel like i made it at all
i used to play football and used the sport just to get me into college
i was a smart lil nxgga, i just needed a lil guidance
i ran track & field too, but never ran from my beef
cuz every time i fought a nxgga, he was bigger than me!
now i’m tryna boss up and be bigger than meech
and teach the ghetto youth that life is much bigger than these streets
i’m dealing with post-traumatic stress
memories that i suppress
as i try chase success
the good die young, slain to a bullet & gun
a lotta nxggas don’t make it out where i’m from
the fathers are never around to help raise their sons
a lotta nxggas don’t make it out where i’m from
n-ggas die every summer, so the pain starts to feels numb
a lotta nxggas don’t make it out where i’m from
we focused on survival to stay alive in the slums
a lotta nxggas don’t make it out where i’m from
southside
alotta nxggas die for the block, but the block not gonna die for you, you feel me?
i learned that at a young age
but young black man, regardless where you from…
you can make it out
its burr!
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