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letra de back in 09 - djay kennedy

verse 1:
i grew up, a f-cking screw up
police knock down my door quick man who up
so much gang sh-t i can’t maneuver
in love with the baddest girl in the city, i wish i knew her
i remember that alleyway like it was yesterday
stayed there till i ran away when automatics sprayed
the girls in the hood didn’t like my skin color
she like a certain type of brotha, and it’s clear i’m not that guy
when you the minority don’t expect to get laid too soon
instead you lay on train tracks looking up at the moon
i ain’t grow up with my father, i ain’t thinkin’ ’bout that now
thing is he came back not sure if i should smile
last time i saw him, d-mn it was awhile
all my life it was about trying to stay alive
in the city where too many neighbors died
too many friends lost too many nights i cried
but then i ask myself who am i?

hook:
things change, rearrange and so do i
it ain’t always for the better, dawg, i can’t lie
i get high cause the lows can be so cold
i might bend a little bit but i don’t fold
one time for my mind and two for yours
i got food for your thoughts to soothe your soul
if you see my tears fall just let me be
move along, nothing to see

verse 2:
i always did sh-t the hard way
cuz growing up their wasn’t any other way
drugs became more natural than attending cl-sses
thugs became more casual so did -sses
but that’s some sh-t for the birds
broken relationships man that’s some sh-t for the burbs
what about people being shot right in front of your face
what about shelters being so crowded their was no sp-ce
i’v been through both sides two different cities
but whenever i saw that fountain you know i was tossin pennies
always popping 50s
my momma saw my future in a penitentiary
but i can’t let that get the best of me
keep your head high self esteem low that’s the recipe
me and my momma at home, took some hits from that blow
i told her h-llo, and sat and watched her soul show
she can’t remember nor will she ever
my best friend died i’ll continue to miss him forever
they ask me how do you deal with that
i laugh and tell em just be real bout that
but then again what you know about that
they say i try to talk intellectual
but with females i’m osos-xual
is that fake well at least it’s not g-y
but their ain’t nothing wrong with that were all together at the end of the day
but we all make choices, most are wrong
either graduate to hate on where you from or become what drove you away
but you know that’s all you i know who imma be
although in life to survive you gon need that degree
just to make my momma happy i’ll keep myself down
cry all the time and that’s when no ones around
i feel ashamed whenever i complain about having it hard
cuz then i remember my homies mom hanging in that backyard
neck broken soul stolen what can you say
suburbs wish they had that life i hear it everyday
these kids take their opportunities for granted
i ain’t gon’ settle for lesser, i ain’t gon’ take what they handed
imma take what i already have show you that’s mine
maybe one day be on that stage and absorb all the shine
but then again who am i?

- djay kennedy

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