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letra de somebody's watching me - children of the corn (memphis)

(intro/verse 1)
waking from a trend for a brand new day
put my blood and ash straight in my knees and i start to pray
please god, tell me why i’m cursed by these player haters
those local jungles, but things don’t get so greater later
why you want to text me how you really?
i just want to know
mama always told me so: keep your d-mn .44
n-ggas be talking to b, but you know the n-ggas don’t know what they talking about
keep on moving your mouth, see i be a k!ller from the south up in the w, n-ggas start ever me cuz my minding went berserk
why i got to do this sh-t? cuz i want to go to heaven
don’t make a to do a f-cking 187
sweet talk at my b, you f-cking b-tches
one mack to put you in them b-tchеs in my own hood
see ain’t going to call no while i’m making, still playing games
keep it real n-gga cuz i’m out thеre trying to make a dollar pimp since scholar made my game make your mama holler
where i’m so i’m quick to put you when i hit this midnight is coming so i know i want for some dirt
busters made me do this sh-t, keep on riding on my d-ck, that going make it rich
chapters in the verses, not k!ll but they my f-cking fingers sh-t but that’s not broke his head so how the f-ck you figure
that i won’t hit the block to make my motherf-cking cheat? yes i’m out of here, please god take my soul please
(chorus)
who is my night b-tch, who is my right man?
somebody’s watching me, they trying to do me
who is my night b-tch, who is my right hand man?
somebody’s watching me, they trying to do me
(verse 2)
what are these dreams?
what are these thoughts?
why must i walk around the hood with my mina rosa?
it seems like everybody’s turning back against me
i know i show love but see they don’t show me
n-ggas i grew up with they try to knock and jock
that’s why i keep a full clip in my right sock
why not shoot my glock 17 times at the ground and blame it on the devil for this bullsh-t that’s going around
if i was rich i probably have so many homies riding in the limo
deep on it tony talking on my self love to call up a hoochie get
but boy eat my nuts and my boochie
but see i ain’t rich, a ho can suck my d-ck
i need to motivate myself before a n-gga cl!cks
i see so many homies walk away like there’s no tomorrow
so i show not one inch of sorrow
hollow is my inside so why you n-ggas wanna play a hate against me?
cuz i think wise, think twice before i let you do something to me n-gga
cut you like a head clipper, throw you in the river n-gga
that’s why some of you bustas don’t live long
waking up and cold switch dreaming a fall to your dome
and living life like a fantasy and wishing my fantasy could turn to reality
but it’s kind of hard from the start
and when you got somebody reaching out their hand like they got some heart
ain’t n0body got love but your family
and if they show you none happy i be d-mn would have me
another situation that you have to face my dear
and living in the ghetto don’t make it easy worth a sh-t
i try to hang with my real friends up my fake friends in the way okay, shall i grab the ak?
no way
stay calm, no swift bit and try to get myself together before i get a crazy check
now what shall i do?
shall i stay full of rush and full of funk with my crew?
and if they leave me, so motherf-cker, they never love me from the jump so i just pump ‘em
(chorus)
who is my night b-tch, who is my right man?
somebody’s watching me, they trying to do me
who is my night b-tch, who is my right hand man?
somebody’s watching me, they trying to do me
(outro)
look into my eyes
i’m so funk, i’m so hot
now who should be the first to get blast with my glock?
there’s no reason up insanity i can plead
the only thing that i can say the devil had for this me
look at me, look at me my, i’m so crazy with the f-cking gauge
that i make the front page
i’m biggie my be so schizophrenic when i blast in that ass mind…

- children of the corn memphis

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