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letra de impossible with broking wings - crunch tymerz

(chorus) (2x)

-when bad things happen don’t let it stop yo dreams, use it for motivation and do yo f-ckin thing
-it’s impossible to take off with broken wings, don’t be a bird who can’t fly you gotta be strong guy

(minus boo)

-you gotta be strong my n-gga i know you lost a lot of love ones, but keep yo head up you got better days that’s coming
-is the walls closing in on you, feel like the world turned it’s back on you all by yourself homie
-remember you can love life but it won’t love you back, it’s always pain to come an that is a fact
-lil n-gga lost his parents at the age 7, then they wonder why he in jail at the age 11
-on the block with the hustlers gettin his observation on, cause he know one of these days he go be grown
-bout time he turn 14 he was wildin, auntie couldn’t controll him tried to put him in counsling
-he was robbing n-ggas on a daily basis, had n-ggas shooting at his aun’ts house she couldn’t take it
-she took his key and put a sign on the door jamal don’t live here no more, an if you see’em tell him pray to the lord
-he just indulge in the bad to much, he like to take sh-t he don’t ask for stuff
-i don’t know what it’s go take for him to see the light, i hope it ain’t that gun fire with that flashing light
-and that’s how most stories end that’s a shame, us n-ggas get caught up right in this corruptive game
-it may be hard now but never put yo f-ckin gaurd down, you use to be broke but you the bomb now

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(stanley ipkins)

-he got released from that first degree murder he did 12, use to live swell before prison where he dwelled
-couldn’t adjust to them young boys he gave’em old stories, how he use to bag up and crash mad shorties
-brotha’s operating different now no more blockin it, it’s phone calls that doggy a walk as long it’s barkin kid
-link up with go getters huh he tried to get it, but them parolies was on his tail swarming in his business
-you a stamp in the system i know how you feel about this world, like f-ck the law you protected yo own self to k!ll
-got difficult tryin to get employed minimum wage, the pressure over heated like get it or get dead
-try not to lose hope it hurts when we buried, could we really see who attending our obituararies
-we want it all but don’t wanna finish school, lil homies throwin “l’s” up but k!ll they kind with tools
-choose your decision either get it together for the better, are yo life a get rained on i ain’t going
-f-ck power it’s only one god duke, even though i don’t hear him my ties with god fool
-i fear no man got high hopes, just like a fiend that be hopin it’s good dope
-we all trying just hope for the best, the results from the grind should reach yo strive towards sp-ce

(chorus) (2x)

- crunch tymerz

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