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letra de same world - devilz rejectz

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[verse 1: ampichino]
thinkin of all the good times i’ve had in my life
baby this world deep life the p-ssion of christ
sh-t’s everlasting, the animal type
i thought my life was gon change when i got handed a mic
duckin the slammer with my hand on my pipe
yola, arm & hammer livin the glamorous life
raw handle on the cannon, f-ck animal rights
chinchilla, in the benz 50 grand on some ice
land of some apes but the planet of mice
cause you work for the boys & try to plant a device
in my whip, got (hip?), pull my hammer with lights
on the top, get rocked, i’ll shatter his life
my mom just p-ssed away i’m lookin at ghosts
in the kitchen, for half a day cookin up dope
take a pull, p-ss the j, dreamin of hope
so i come up with a scheme to move the green & the c-ke

[chorus: the jacka]
same world i was brought up in, is the same world i got caught up in
same place where they hate my skin, but i make so much paper gotta rake it in
i’m a boy can’t get close enough to shake my hand
but they still try, i think you feel why
i’m in the field n-gg-, where we still die
where it’s real n-gg-, but we still fly

[verse 2: black jesus]
we on that, grey goose n-gg-, jesus the great
rent due on the first date b-tch, i can’t partake
f-ck jacob, cartiers & i [?] the face
with somethin that’ll shut down the party on waist
if you dip up then you best zip your lips up
‘fo the city find yo -ss by the garbage on pickup
big up n-gg- i stickup, with stickup kids who stick up kids, & n-gg-s who done shot sh-t up
don’t get it twisted cause my pockets full, i pull up & hop out on ya street & let the choppers pull
right on the corner where the drop is pulled
you want beef i mad cow on ya street n-gg- i’ll drop a bull
cause before i drop i dime i’ll drop a (pull?)
me amp & jack writin lines when we not in school
i need a rubber room, i’m so romper room
gun language we don’t talk smell the chopper fumes

[chorus]

[verse 3: the jacka]
devilz re, smokin tree to level me
been out my mind since a lil g
sold dope ‘fo i poked the (bre?)
see, she no longer innocent
hit a fence, from the boys, before i f-ck a b-tch
mastered the game as a youth, been on drugs ever since
killers in the sh-t, guerillas in the mist
you say that you’re the dopest, then why do we exist?
guess it’s just for nothin, i’m hard as cement
n-gg- don’t press my b-ttons, you never did sh-t
soft as a m-ffin, scared to come through cause we kill n-gg-s for nothin, had it understood, but we was just youngstas
knock ya down now, but then we was dumpin
yeah it was i’ll, n-gg-s had they dope & they rocks in my hand
before i was a grown-up ain’t n-body gave me sh-t but i live & enjoy it man

[chorus]

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