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letra de colonial - emmanuel tha greatest

burb born rapper, too dark for those around me
but the other black kids called me white when they surround me

admittedly, its sad to see that i’m no real n-gga
cause in my life i’ve never had to pull on triggers

you fantasize about the hood mentality
crushing n-ggas spirits cause the hood dont need em as you see
what you fail to realize is ya slaves in your mind
always wasting time, decidin who dies, you or i

it’s the termination of the black ones
they sent our own brothas to exterminate us all son
the hood is what you on about, then why yo n-ggas getting out?
why they always focused on just leaving without any doubt

now ive seen it, parents having 20 d-mn kids
tryna make it out the poverty, hope ones like gibbs
gifted with the talent to rhyme on any rain or shine
hoping that the bars he drops makin them some f-cking dimes

now the parents focus all it up on making sure he never rough
on making sure he do it right, the books, the bars, it must be tight
so now he make raps about the city
talking bout the hookers and the gangs, the sh-t ain’t pretty
but the hood won’t listen, he don know why
its cause they all heard joey drop ‘99
now he sounds like he insane, but pianos ain’t that lame
so the people all around him like to play in all his games

now we swipe to when time was mine
i stood at the mic, and played my sh-t while i rhymed
i had synths in the back, no ad libs, and distortion flooded all o my tracks, n0body steppin to that

i felt chrome and plated, my sh-t rough, can’t listen to it now, sh-t got me throwin up
i can’t keep that flow up, stoppin me from comin up, d-mn near lost my mind, but the bars were h-lla tough

- emmanuel tha greatest

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