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letra de if it was ain't god - freddy will

if it was ain’t god

i was only thirteen when i hit the street
innocent with no experience the only path under my feet
remember the first night i had nothin’ to eat
the first night i felt scared with no place to sleep
started thinkin’ i must have done somethin’ to p-ss satan off
feelin’ god don’t really care and if he do then maybe jesus is soft
it’s like the world against me only trustin’ a few
everybody wanna hurt me for what, i wish i knew
a lot of thoughts crept through my mind
contemplatin’ if i turned to islam it’ll be fine
maybe i just was chosen or my life had no purpose
if i ever was an angel i supposed i must have fallen
started gettin’ real mad when i heard the preacher callin’
my adolescent friends are dead
when the rebels they show up they chopped off my homie’s head
rocked the cradle put my homie to bed

and if it was ain’t god
when they left me in the middle of the street
i won’t have found no road to find my way
no road to find my way [x2]

one day i stumbled on this thing called rap
hadn’t heard it before
but they told it was cr-p
you know
everybody took it lightly
i ain’t had no cash just did it ‘cause it excited me
wild wild west, kool moe dee would ignite me
victor brought the ice ice baby, hammer came you couldn’t touch it
digital underground, ice cube, ice t
dr. dre and snoop and you knew you had to love it
a tribe called quest, naughty by nature, pac, biggie smalls, and nas
wu-tang, sl!ck rick, doug e. fresh, and queen latifah
that mobb deep sh-t
and the lox were ruff ryders then they turned to d-block
i was lonely and my tears went away with a song
struggle years were long
told myself i’d give it all for my pain to be gone
major freeman brought the gats
the helmets were hats
ran away to freetown and they didn’t even notice
new street singin’ songs somethin’ like the otis
the otis

no road to find my way
no road to find my way

and if it was ain’t god
when they left me in the middle of the street
i won’t have found no road to find my way
no road to find my way [x4]

freestylin’ on the corner ran the whole city wild
cats that used to play the reggae turned em to a g child
now their tight pants is baggies, everybody saggin’ street hustlin’
now they wanna be real gs
spittin’ slang out the side of their mouth
smokin’ weed, sellin’ crack out their own mama’s house
who did for the cash, who did it for the love
who came here for the fame and the attention in the club?
i got mad props for puttin’ cats in the game
all the way from west africa n-ggas will remember my name
front lines in the jungle hadn’t forced my brain
and if this kulture made me richer then it drove me insane
no moms, no pops just my homies and props
found somethin’ to live for and they call it hip hop
used to tell me i wouldn’t make ain’t american enough
now they’re sayin’ i ain’t canadian my lyrics to buff

and if it was ain’t god
when they left me in the middle of the street
i won’t have found no road to find my way
no road to find my way [x6]

- freddy will

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