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letra de dirty knucklez - freddy will

[pre-chorus: freddy will]
dirty knucklez
dirty knucklez, dirty knucklez

[verse 1: freddy will]
i’m probably arrogant, now they wanna call my bluff
been promotin’ my own my jumps and my sneakers ain’t scuffed
figured probably if they ignored me, n0body will see my glory
set free from black magic you don’t wanna hear my story
think i couldn’t be a doctor or even a nurse?
a college n-gga dropped out in the m-th-4kin’ helicopter
mama never said sh-t when he whopped my -ss
i’m talkin’ whopping’s that’ll make a n-gga skip the cl-ss
then they came to me with jesus, but where was he at?
child abuse hit me hard and left bruises on my back
now they’re telling me it’s over, i shouldn’t bring that up
wonder why i hang with sl-ts and pour liquor in their cup

[chorus 1: freddy will]
dirty knucklez
judge me if you’ve walked where i’ve cruise
or stay the f-ck out my way ‘cause my emotions are bruised
don’t really give a d-mn, ain’t n0body tried to hear me
when i screamed for help, now it’s time to hear my story

[chorus: freddy will]
why i m-th-r4ka, why i had to suffer?
why my pain and my struggle swept under the rug?
all they’ve seen is a ghetto thug
who believes in god; but yet i’m still gettin’ drunk in the club
some of my n-ggas be nigerians and we don’t give a f-ck
my n-ggas they be grenadians and definitely don’t give a f-ck
i’ve gotta lay it down so you could walk over?
police don’t understand why a n-gga ain’t sober
i’m hopeless when i’m home
don’t wanna be alone, stoned
with some strangers and no access to a telephone
because my family would leave me, my love was different
then wonder why i sing these songs for the ghetto children

[chorus 2: freddy will]
dirty knuckles, dirty knuckles
yo, my dirty knuckles, my dirty knuckles

[verse 3: freddy will]
i’m on the couch with t’ameaux and garth we’re watchin’ ip man
seven years later me and c this is it, man
wonder why i have no props for f-gs
‘cause they never stood up for the position they grab
all these witches who be braggin’ cause they ride on the broom
make me hate to be a christian, the hypocrite room
yeah they probably think i’m crazy as h-ll
why this n-gga thirty somethin’, and he don’t give a f-ck if he fails
came out with nominations; didn’t you hate?
went and got me those stamps, you wouldn’t congratulate
talkin’ ’bout i sound like pac
ain’t you waitin’ for my fall so you could go and gloat about that

[chorus 2: freddy will]
dirty knuckles, dirty knuckles
yo, my dirty knuckles, my dirty knuckles

- freddy will

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