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letra de 100 bars of truth 2 - english frank

i rap with man that can’t rap out loud what they rap about
they only rap to me in the house they live in to let the rap come out
you can’t rap about selling wraps when you got rats in your house
you’re either dumb or not about it, you can’t sleep with your gun and rap about it

come on dun! think about it

but if it’s real beef, how the f-ck you gonna sleep without it?
you can’t be trappin’ at the same time rappin’ about it to the m-sses
feds are watching, they know who is on it and who is actors
that’s why they, raided the trap, they got the flat, they seen the laptop
the flat screen, the settee, the kitchen, even took my mattress
the phone call saying ‘they’re watching’ and then you start to pack up
now i’ve got a little kid it’s time i fixed my act up

fourteen years of bad luck

i smoked my life away and can’t get it back
sometimes i sit and think i’m just a sad f-ck
with the, blood of a king, i’m asking god why we sin
the only reason i can think is coz the devil’s within
the devil’s in our pocket, the devil’s in our bank, the devil’s in our plans
the devil’s everywhere living in this devilish land
now i got a devilish plan, i wanna take over the devil’s nest
and f-ck that little b-tch with his h-rns in my hand
p-ss on the flames of h-ll cause health is true wealth

that’s why i gave my friend money, cause he proved he’d do the same thing as well
but nothing ain’t worse than a fake friend, seeing as there they ain’t when
you need your money back when you say you’re late on paying your rent
you say you’d die for me, i don’t think you’ll try for me
sitting back thinking really, did he lie to me?
or did i lie to him, somewhere down the line take the p-ss?
i realised that true love and business could never co-exist?
as well as two friends, fighting over the same b-tch
burning a bridge you need to cross and you realise she ain’t sh-t

designer clothes at eleven, because i used to l!ck it
then hit peppermint smith kids and buy moschino or paul smith,
had a fubu smith before i could smoke a full spliff
and smoking was a demon been with me since i was s-m-n
wondering if i got clean then would i stop dreaming
having daymares at night
i’m staying awake smoking talking to myself cause no one else believes me!
oh lord help me! i don’t believe you no more
if you created everything, why’d did you go create war?
why did you create disease, so you can control the poor?

we need to question what we’re believing because nature’s our only law
man travel faster than the speed of time, man control the weather
man can fly to mars and back sitting on luxury leathers
i ain’t no dumb white pub sc-m c-nt, i am clever!
but never listened in school, cause the teachers are told to dumb us down
switched up my way of thinking, could have been a victim to the curricular system
another brother with no vision
i’ve sold food so i could buy food, i’ve been homeless!

poe-less, dro-less, dough-less, ho-less walking, drunk on my loners
but i got back up on my feet, cause i could never face defeat
i was working so hard that i wouldn’t think of p-ssy for weeks
my uncle just died, and i didn’t even cry is that me?
or is it that i know, that he’s finally resting in peace?
the last few years of his life he got consumed by the streets
so he looked happy knowing he would be consumed by the beast
the time has now come, for the population to decrease
hold your, loved ones close or soon they won’t be in reach

i been studying some things most of these man wouldn’t believe
but it’ll take much more than 100 bars to explain reality
you won’t understand until you’re understanding multiple theory
don’t listen to me listen to george green and n-ssim haramein
there are more stars in the universe than there are grains of sand on every desert
in earth, now think, what are we really worth?
in the qu’ran it says we go from sperm to baby, baby to man, man to old man then
we go right back to sand

there ain’t no f-cking god in the clouds, gods within our heart
and god can’t send you to h-ll if you lived in h-ll from the start
that’s why i rep for the roads, for the man that’s on the dole, wearing umbro
can’t sleep at night cause the house is so cold
and he just had a baby girl and he can’t pay his gas bill
so he does crime knowing he could lose his family as well

now he’s behind the steel gates, moving the movable weight
he’s curling 4 plates in the gym thinking about his release date
i do this for the man that won’t give up no matter the case
for the man with no hope left, and they heart’s full with hate
for the man’s that’s on the staircase moving weight with a screw-face
just so one day, he can move him out of this place

i tell it straight if we don’t do crime, we’re below the bread line
we can’t feed our f-cking babies let alone a phone line
they tell us we should be working, but there ain’t enough jobs
so the only way certain man can work is hustle and rob
if you don’t have to live it it’s cool, if you live it it’s cruel
i wish i never had to f-cking live this at all
my white british ‘trash’, can’t afford british gas
then you’ve got the nerve to call us ‘chavs’ cause we’re living in council flats
credit cards on the max, you just got jacked

dad just died, mum went mad and just started smoking crack
little brother and sister look like tramps wearing hand-me-down pants
10p food cans, kitchens filled with roaches and ants
i say keep your head high cause times are gonna get bad
and learn to love, cause love’s the only hope that we have
i said keep your head high, times are gonna get bad
and learn to love, cause love’s the only hope that we have
i said keep your head high, times are gonna get bad
and learn to love, cause love’s the only hope that we have

- english frank

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