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letra de da real me - hst ocho

[intro]
ain’t got no choice
(jtk)
ain’t got no choice
(this is an mb13 production)
ain’t got no choice

[chorus]
ain’t got no choice
but to feel me
’cause i’m tellin’ you da real me
a lot of foul situations, but i’m still me
deaths, crimes, and homicide – this sh-t feel deep

ain’t got no choice
but to feel me
’cause i’m tellin’ you da real me
a lot of foul situations, but i’m still me
deaths, crimes, and homicide – this sh-t feel deep

[verse 1]
it was like ’07 when my granny got shot
they walked up broad day, started sending them shots
i was layin’ on the couches, about seven o’clock
i rolled down on the flo’ cause i ain’t tryna’ get popped
‘member everything, n-gga it ain’t sh-t i forgot
it was all over her [?] now i won’t ever stop
want some bloodshed, sh-t then it’s drop after drop
it hit her in her arm, that sh-t ain’t even make fox
h street, h street, i seen so many thangs
i seen my cousin uncle hit up in his brain
it wasn’t from a distance, it was close range
i watched some real n-ggas life get short-changed, aye
[pre-chorus]
i made my choice and i chose my avenue
‘bino died, and it changed my attitude
used to kick it with him everyday, after school
taught me game, how to turn one stack to two
granny h always said she was proud of you
so my footsteps, i’ma follow after you
sh-t happens, don’t expect or imagine to
now this lifestyle, n-gga i’m accustomed to

[chorus]
ain’t got no choice
but to feel me
’cause i’m tellin’ you da real me
a lot of foul situations, but i’m still me
deaths, crimes, and homicide – this sh-t feel deep (jtk)

ain’t got no choice
but to feel me
’cause i’m tellin’ you da real me
a lot of foul situations, but i’m still me
deaths, crimes, and homicide – this sh-t feel deep

[verse 2]
i seen my idol smokin’ crack, it changed my mind-frame
i gotta make it to the top, no i can’t be the same
i swear it’s feelin’ like i’m living in a bright flame
five losses back to back, it’s like a mind game
i don’t get it, i’m committed
all my wrongs, i been admitted
seem no matter what i do
evil always catch me slippin’
found a passion, then i fixed it
my depression like a sickness
to have loved and have lost
it’s survival of the fittest
[bridge]
all the-
all the people that i’ve lost
just come see me in a dream
sometimes i be so hurt
then i cannot feel a thing
all the time wasted
is merely just a dream
feelin’ numb when i wake
every day a bad dream
wish i didn’t feel a thing
wish i didn’t feel a thing
wish i didn’t feel a thing
gazin’ at the stars, wonderin’ why it ain’t what it seem
why it ain’t what it seem?

[chorus]
ain’t got no choice
but to feel me
’cause i’m tellin’ you da real me

- hst ocho

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