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letra de can't get out - dayton family

[bootleg]
sometimes i feel like they got me trapped
racist prosecutors pursuing me
baby momma drama got the state of ?missio? go suin’ me
these n-ggas don’t wanna see me fly, they wanna see me die
inner drama unit alone, but daamn i’m too strong
i was raised with wars before, where cocaine was brought
punches is our only tounge, when he go cought
i refuse to be another felon, inside a prison cellar
because somebody ?maulated? like oceans eleven
i’m just out here trynna get rich, f-ck me a bad b-tch
where i should be a switch, police riddin’ my d-ck
now tell me what would you do, if you was in my shoes
probably pull a way to rule and i ain’t mad at you
so f-ck a blood test, why should i bother
?morinponingent? ain’t even got to tell me i ain’t the father
and through my trials and all my at-tribulations
i still had dedication, no matter what i was facing
feels like i can’t get out

[hook (j. notiq)]
feels like i can’t get out of this life and i’m going outta mind
(feels like i can’t get out)
feels like the walls are closing on me somebody give me some more time
(feels like i can’t get out)
feels like i can’t get out of this life and i’m going outta my mind
(feels like i can’t get out)
over and over again, i find myself stressin’

[shoestring]
beats by the marrow, more movies than the narrow
i shoot you like a arrow, leave a fat n-gga narrow
pay me the ticket to do something wicked
for a carat diamond cut i’ll leave body in the biscuit
lock load and fl1ckin’, my posse steady cl1cking
dayton ave is sticking, still balling like we strickling
fly like a eagle and bang it like a regal
we live in ghetto ?fab? and breakin’ laws thats illegal
don’t sleep we thinking, we never went to leaking
we fought at ghetto schools after wars we was drinking
whole hood was knocking and smithson he was clocking
pit bulls was locking and dealers they was locking
police kept ?flated?, the streets are being raided
the boys are steady comin’ you can mark it you can date it
the cops are in my hood shut it down right down
they want us off the game but we can’t get out
we won’t make it

[bootleg]
i find myself praying to god, help me make it better
feels like the world is filled with hypno-genders and vendettas
its crazy these ladies got babies and i don’t know ’em
they shady but maybe them childish ways will out grow ’em
and if not the plot would thinking it unfold
a lost soul shedding light, giving my perspective on how these hoes roll
and if they f-ck your brother, then they no longer love ya
but the fact remains the same, just charge it ?could the game?

[shoestring]
do you all, in the club, jump across the wall
and break a bottle on the table ‘cause its time to brawl
throw a punch, break his jaw like he cap’n crunch
you the cat, he the rat, he ain’t never lunch
that’s the school, you gon’ whoop him like a game of pool
take off your jacket and you fight him like a f-cking fool
you a crazy lunatic and you in the club
you are searching for no love ‘cause you hit him ?like a bottle of rum?

- dayton family

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