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letra de symmetry of my motives || - chronic the great

[intro]

yeah
yo,quite good,been a long journey yo..
i’m a youngin from the red blocks man just tryna tell me story ayo

[verse ]

uh,uh ayo
let me take you on a trip when i was slick like rick
she always had red sign,stop that b-tch uh
a couple of things i would do just to get her pics
not even that,more of that it was lit as it is ayo
things change,people change i didn’t think of you
my perception is blind,i can’t even look at you
they be asking,”who dat?” she my pikatchu
but she be picky with them n-gg-s call her pick n’ choose
through countless times and all the all time she had my back
and if we’re going,ain’t n-body got our backs
ain’t no need for all of that…ayo ain’t no need for all of that
listen aye,i told her i’m a rapper not a trapper
now she trapped in this mentality,the brutality of her problems
in this society with some violence,ain’t no trying for some silence man
ayo aye,ain’t no trying for some silence?
ain’t n-body got no problems?
i’m a youngin with some mileage,living in a hood with violence
critical rhymes,and i’m bleeding through these lines
my soul is way too precious for that nickel and that dime
so i wasted all my time,i’m not drunk but i’m fine
i’m confiding in this music for my pain and hard times
everyday i get to smile,well you don’t know what’s behind
i be enemies with the ground,maybe coz’ i’m fly
come miway,and i’ll give you some insurance
i’m not to mention i lost my grandpa last year,what an occurrence
i didn’t get the chance to say goodbye, i need some self -ssurance
self -ssessing in this b-tch,that’s my purpose
ayo,go ahead chronic go ahead
tell them that you come from the bottom,just not for that head
you got a lotta rappers to eat,so go ahead
it’s a bad move,phony n-gg-s give you “go aheads” ayo
“ayo chronic,where’s your pops? where’s he at?
i heard he’s out in joburg with a mami with a baby
he’s on a path that’s moving,didn’t give no f-cks lately”
well i don’t give a f-ck! on my birthdays he was late
when i get some love,i be on that “nice to meet ya”
i got no f-cks to give when it come to wifebeaters
you got no shame n-gg-,only time that’ll hit ya
well i’m a grown n-gg- now,i never missed ya
ayo,now back to me now back to mom thank you ma
without those words and beatings i couldn’t be here ma
and for that time 9 months,man i’m thankful ma
coz’ even without the christmas presents it was merry ma…f-ck

[clan praise]:momma

- chronic the great

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