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letra de cycle - dame (us)

[verse 1]
humble beginnings turn into the best ending
but you’ll never know that once that judge sentence
your life ain’t sh-t to him, f-ck a pension
fix sh-t, nah federal detention
f-ck that name that you forgot to mention
f-ck that bullsh-t that ended that friendship
twenty dollars and some change
then you unloading clips
laying there while his blood drips
hip hop radios playing drip drop, real sh-t don’t talk
you wasn’t taught to
learn to obey the rules, airplay so cruel
don’t get sucked into, don’t be a fool
you’d be foolish, to be -ssuming, anything different
f-ck it, let them bullets spray
that’s just the way we grew up
that’s just the way kids play
he shot my brother, i shot his pops
two bullets into aunties head
man when does the fun stop
we ain’t got no help, f-ck the cops
if they come then f-ck em, we unloading shots
i watched em do it too, i heard it on news
cops saying we only shoot black people, well isn’t that true
do i get a p-ss then
does that mean i can just walk right past em
tec on my hip, smile and flash em
id picture looking fantastic
so many ways to feel about that sh-t
so f-cking unfair it’s tragic

[chrous]
last thing they wanna hear us say is
f-ck it we made it
so f-ck it we made it
last thing they wanna hear us say is
f-ck it we made it
so f-ck it we made it
f-ck it we made it
i’m so f-cking amazing

[verse 2]
so now it’s f-ck it we made it
lawyer got me outta that case and
i ain’t even got another court date and
i walked out of that b-tch
one gun on both of my hips
smiled at the judge, he ain’t even say sh-t
so now it’s, hop in the taxi, back to my strip
hop out the taxi, back to the crib
this is just how it is, this is just the way that we live
i ain’t got probation, so you know ain’t sh-t changing
i ain’t scared of sh-t, day i see his brother i’ll face him
i ain’t sorry, i’m taking his place
you too complacent, you’s a disgrace
i ain’t k!ll you, use my grace

[instrumental]

use my grace, it’s a cycle
just keeps getting recycled
stuck in it i’m stifled
stuck in it i’m trifled
break the cycle
do some sh-t that none of us could
do the sh-t that we all wish that we would
prove to the world there’s way more to us than hood
prove to the world that we can really do some good
all this hate they keep inducing us
maybe i’m crazy, maybe i ain’t screwed up enough
maybe for some reason i still got that trust
f-ck what everyone says, i believe in us
no one l-sts, for what the f-ck, we was thrusted into
now everyone you know is placing their trust within you
you can be more than a rapper
you can do bigger than a venue
you can be president, and when you get out
f-ck maybe we can too
or maybe hanging with 2 live crew and the weeknd’ll do
i just know you and you better than dying in the streets
better than shoot outs with the police
better than carrying a piece
maybe you can carry in piece
maybe i’m wrong to believe
maybe you’ll come back and k!ll me
sh-t if i was you it’s what i’d do
i can’t escape the streets it’s too thrilling
and i k!lled your brother so who would blame you

who would blame you
i would’ve shot me if i was you
i wouldn’t even let me be talking to you
i would be way too uncomfortable
but you can handle it
that’s why you the man for this sh-t
so shoot me, or go out and handle this sh-t

[verse 3]

well it’s been a while now
no one asked me how well i’m handling
i went and got a degree
i can’t even find a f-cking job managing
i got a girlfriend, i was too poor and she abandoned ship
i got a kid doe, sh-t, i can’t even see my f-cking kid
you don’t see what the f-ck you did
i had a f-cking life and you ruined it
little bro can’t even help me pursue this sh-t
i dropped my ep and comments said i was ludicrous
and i was wasting my time doing it
so what is there left for me to be doing
rapping? no
job? no
hoes? no
son? wow
i’m going home
i’m finding that house and i’m burying your f-cking throne
i’m leaving bullets astray
and i’m writing my f-cking name so everyone knows
your prodigy didn’t grow
the cycle wasn’t broke
my son will probably end up working on stoves
and i’ll be the greatest disappoint ever known
and if anyone’s tryna hit me f-ck it here’s my phone

- dame us

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