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letra de gutter rose (outro) - hec

[verse 1: hec]
stick your nose up if your sh-t don’t stink
but it do like the most do
really from the gutter where we rose like we ‘posed to
never had sh-t? even hoes won’t approach you
ever got whipped? then tote the pole like you ‘posed to
these corners don’t love you
the way that i do
you ain’t afraid to be a man you just afraid of the truth
i learned the sh-t the hard way, i’m from calamity too
i had a fair share of pain plus my family too
but f-ck it you need to know this
you really losing focus
you fell in love with street sh-t that money there is bogus
i’m really from that block where n-ggas pumping selling boulders
where kids just like you can go and catch a shot then it’s over
then what you gonna do? laying dead on the pavement
momma sending letters, tear stains on the pages
and i’ll be crying to myself tryna ask the lord why
like why you ain’t let me f-cking try?

[hook: the paper outlet]
and imma show you what a gutter rose is
slide through, came out from the ashes
said imma show you what a gutter rose is
all my life i never lost focus nah nah
imma show you what a gutter rose is
wake up see the work get back at it
when you a cut-throat kid
that’s what a gutter rose is
[verse 2: hec]
i wanna change your life
the way you changed mine
i know i’m out the picture but i’m tryna make time
and you can’t understand what it’s been doing to my mind
i think about this sh-t every day and every night
if it makes you feel better i would k!ll myself twice
so you won’t deal with half the pain that i have felt in my life
you ain’t ready for this world it’s cruel, full of pain
you ain’t ready for this world, but the truth is i’m ashamed
‘cause i’m saying you ain’t ready yet, but i can’t even change that
i failed to be a man son how the f-ck i face that?
n-gga look here when i’m talking to you
i’m tryna spit some sense so they don’t go and sell that coffin to you
but you a big man, getting to that big bag
i pray that on my life they don’t peel your f-cking wig back
‘cause boy you ain’t ready, and this ain’t even my fault
you ain’t cut out for the streets then keep your ass on the sidewalk
i gave you everything i could
at least learn from me i gave my life to the hood
i gave it to the streets, dirty money, and these fiends
i pray to god please don’t let this history repeat

- hec

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