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letra de confusion - c trip a

[intro]
ayy, blaow

[verse 1]
i hate faking-ass frauding-ass n-ggas
’cause i am a realist
talk like they ’bout it, but know they ain’t with it
was from the hood, but you not in the trenches
not with the sh-ts, n-gga, i was a witness
n-ggas is b-tches
quick to jump up and start voicing opinions
but not in position, just got in ya feelings
you n-ggas is tripping
what am i missing? can somebody mimic?
play that sh-t back from the start to the finish
’cause i do not get it, this sh-t is ridiculous
it’s all just a gimmick
philly, wake up ’cause the violence is senseless
talk it, i live it’s all from the muscle
i’m getting, i’m getting

[verse 2]
tough love give me motivation, i don’t condone in snaking
back biting or pillow talking, that’s y’all n-ggas favorite
brought up around young gs, little n-ggas, y’all need saving
guidance on y’all path of life, no knowledge taught in these days
everybody be out for self, that’s all i keep seeing
black lives matter, but it’s a lot of black crimes in these streets
k!ll or be k!lled, that’s the type of nonsense these streets teach
f-ck what i’m saying ’cause they ain’t trying hear me preach
trying to see me squeeze, hammers bring me heat
brought up on charges, want me facing life, in knee-deep
sabotage my manhood ’cause i don’t follow, i’m leading
i’m boss they king me, they king me, they king me

- c trip a

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