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letra de never be a gangsta - dice raw

[verse]
they ask me what i do, and who i do it for
i do it for all my brothers with no voice
live a life of crime cause they feel like it ain’t no choice
trying to make a splash into this world that ain’t moist
other rappers tell lies live from a rolls royce
me, i’d rather offer a slightly different point of view
than that fake gangster fairy tale, i’d rather tell the truth
that the war on drugs is really just a war on me and you
but if you can’t hustle then what the f-ck you gonna do
when your money low, and your education too
gotta f-1 then all you hear is f-u
when lookin for a job so i say f them too
and f-u three to them crackers down in d.c
making drug laws, my man gotti said he got three
for one cd
shocking, cops always watching
but you gotta hustle cause they ain’t left us no option

[verse 2]
you get turned out or you just curried out
thuggin ain’t an option to me, i’m an o.g
i’ma go get it, tell me if you wit it
ye weather the storm through rain, snow blizzard
certified gooney what you lookin at
the jim crow laws in full effect
modern day slavery is what they say to me
studied the encyclopedia, duck the media
to see pigs and rats on the far but came easier
went to the jail was a baby
pop wasn’t around [???] raised me
now they tryin to minimum wage me
because i stood up for my rights they wanna cage me
place a chip in my brain and monitor me crazy
turn me to a monster, somebody save me
to keep my foot on your neck is how my hood raised me

[verse 3]
they asks why wild why i’m gansta
and why i act foul with a banger
but they don’t ask why them crackers used to hang us
just the color of my skin i’m a stranger
i was raised up in poverty
i seen it all from homicides up to robberies
body count like the lottery
i do the d-mn thing
got booked twenty times yea that’s a d-mn shame
they didn’t want to cut the checks
so i slang cain
and i am all about that chicken, no wing things
talkin about that mugger, it’s either do or die
and if you walked in my shoes for a day, f-ck around
commit suicide
even babies havin babies now
for the right price, your old man will act shady now
can’t forget about them days cold
them days old on state road
no money on my payroll, stressing on that pay phone

- dice raw

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