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letra de 30 plus 16 (different outcome) [kur & dave east's came up freestyle] - iv

verse 1:
growing up was wild, while i was with my brother
glock 9 was his style, shooting one another
crack sales in the corner, got him pleased
with all the cheese, but it hurt him inside to hurt somebody’s mother
all the cravings made him hood rich
while them hoes lined up in washblock, to see who be his hood b-tch
then the temperature rose, you know what happens next
he stashed the guns and all that dirty money, h-lla vexed
despite the scare, he was bottom lock
safehouse where they formed the 4 elements, thinking his problem stopped
hard knocks in my crib, having my mother shook
like money, cash, hoes to prodigy, never scared to look
at the bigger picture, word to lamont @ 39
i surround myself with 4 instead instead of 30 minds
these b-tches got a hole in their brain, what a dirty mind
getting f-cked, first thing in the morning, sniffing 30 lines
started tripping, thinking gravity is playing games
supposed to take full control, but life ain’t the same
insane in the membrane up in cypress
aladdin burning bridges, claiming he was righteous
just a sharp example of a n-gg- tryna fit in
following directions in the train, you must be kiddin’
xan popping f-cking up your brain, blood spitting
based on how they carry themselves, that’s how they living
going back to ’02, memories i go through
big brother poppin’ wheelies, f-cking with that old school
riding in the back of that quad throughout the projects
surrounded by objects, foreseeing
more beings in my eyes 15 years later
got a ring in his finger, middle finger to the haters, what a change

verse 2:
when it comes to change, it’s hard to cope with
whether it’s moving out the hood from that dope sh-t, to stacking with a dope chick
or saying rest in peace more than three times
never saw the day coming, writing all these lines
after hearing bout dee rose, up in tampa
his cousin stabbed him in their crib, three days after
he heard his miranda, went straight to his old building, seeing moms cry, ending that 22nd chapter
angel calix, suck a d-ck, that’s the motto
e4d with a rose, pouring wild bottles
got kussy, smack, razo, shaka, and joe
pook and g-mo$ all in vegas, counting all that doe
time goes by the time these lines flow
seeing all the candles in the corner, i’m mind blown
rather bury my mother instead of vice versa
all the emotion got me ruthless, no life for murder
just manslaughter

- iv

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