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letra de stay the same - clarkoh got that sauce!

[chorus]
drive ‘til we in it last!
cruise ‘til we in the grass!
though we got a lot of fences – out in harm’s way!
i thug it out the trenches – out the long way!

i hope you wait! (wait – wait – wait – woo!)
i know you just want a break! (break – break – break – break!)
though it seems to stay the same! (same – same – same!)
well, i know you just want a break! (break – break – break – yeah!)
take a break, if you wanna, but i ain’t taking that!

[verse 1]
i knew a man who was stuck in a place
moving cans tryna funnel a cake
when nothing’s fun in his “state”. he’s so disabled that he walked with a shake –
i could tеll a leg was short at the base and both shoеs were defaced

so when i seen him, i was judging his case
and, from the skin, we’ll probably never relate
but still he stopped me to say, of all things, “are you fine and ok?”
i was stunned how that could come from his face like how’d the roles get replaced?

’cause, in your kin, who considers your end? scout it
how ’bout amends when they wither your plans? doubt it
the point at hand: steven asked how i am
when, last hour, he was jumped for his grants
he never raised a demand
yet, a girl i know would cry in a wraith
that don’t make sense but she’s a dime in her ways
so all i’m hearing is entitlement craze like i should feel as if a honda is lame
but, in that case, i wouldn’t cry anyway

i been good if i could buy a new wraith
had some cousins in a box of the state…
and they never let them drop from the face
life’s what you make it – see the optic as great
like my “rese” with the ox on a plate! (woo, aye!)

[chorus]
drive ‘til we in it last!
cruise ‘til we in the grass!
though we got a lot of fences – out in harm’s way!
i thug it out the trenches – out the long way!

[verse 2]
word to my mother, never called no one “mother”
since i was two that’s when she sadly went under
from what i heard, she was a savage and hunter
but h-lla cool and that’s why everyone loved her
she wasn’t perfect but made everything funner
ain’t complacent with wonders – gotta make it incumbent
that every sight that she mentioned is shining bright where her son is
‘cause from her darkest and slum-est and the drugs she would plummet
she got right on the plane and then made her life what she wanted

a true mason for real. i’m talking me and jibrail
threw that vine to chaulkeenyia over to ke-ke and built
in the jungle of h-ll. you were sick and could tell
one day i’ll swing it back to you and show you life as has been swell

on many occasions. though i had to drop in similar places –
deal with temptations – never had to: rot through criminal cases
deal with them racists on the buses just subliminal traces
you had it worse so i can’t live on complaining ‘cause ain’t no way to sustain it…

[chorus]
drive ‘til we in it last!
cruise ‘til we in the grass!
though we got a lot of fences – out in harm’s way!
i thug it out the trenches – out the long way!

- clarkoh got that sauce

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