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letra de half dead - j. reed

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“swear a n-gga feeling like he half dead, like i got half a heart, like i got half a head
cuz it’s hard to think and its hard to feel, and the people that i’m meeting now are hardly real

and my n-ggas soldiers, so its hard to drill, that fake sh-t in they head, but you hard to k!ll
and i’m glad that my circle never gave a f-ck and they never will, that (f-ck) hard to steal

and you act real hard, are you hard for real? you say you paid but that 10 is yo largest bill
everybody making tracks about “marvins room”, im making tracks, i want racks out of marvins will

thats a figure of speech, rest in peace, i’ve been grinding i ain’t really got rest in weeks
cuz these dreams that i got make it hard to sleep and n-ggas starving in my family so its hard to eat

i like a artist ima go in on his hardest beat, all my thoughts on my paper it get hard to tweet
turned the television off cuz its hard to see, a n-gga on it when i know he ain’t as hard as me

& i been really tripping on this “martin” thing, and all the situations that trayvon starting
being blacks getting harder as the day go by, we went from martin luther king, now its trayvon martin

d-mn! no excuses tho, cuz the sh-t that i’ve been writing so exclusive bro
see i dont got a car with the top chopped off, but my raps unwrapped, i got a ruthless (roof less) flow

so the booths gone grow, i never had bread, ima make it sh-t at least thats what my dad said
told me that when we spoke thru a see thru gl-ss, i hopes hes right cuz a n-gga feeling half dead

(chorus) (sample)

“swear a n-gga feeling like he half dead, like i got half a heart, like i got half a head
cuz it’s hard to think and its hard to feel,swallow the truth but its usually the hardest pill

and the scars is real, i’ve been to h-ll and back, so much i can show n-ggas where h-ll is at
and a seatbelt the last thing you think about, when a n-gga in the hood say he selling straps

you get praised for that, i was raised in that, in the middle of the dark like a raisinet
if you cried no one ever really gave a pat, only pat where we at is a babys back

but i was made for that, saved by rap, so shout out anybody that done played my track
shoes ain’t important as the sh-t i’m recording so i got a stack of verse where my j’s was at

i got a team but i’m feeling like are plays is wak, i ain’t tripping we just need a couple ways to stack
you get in trouble, go to court and the room is empty, get some money do a show and the stage is packed?

you lame for that, dont change for rap, man you use to hold a bible where yo chain is at
and our people had chains where they ankles at, so nike socks ain’t the reason that they ankles black

d-mn! no excuses tho, cuz the sh-t that i’ve been writing so exclusive bro
see i dont got a car with the top chopped off, but my raps unwrapped, i got a ruthless (roof less) flow

so the booths gone grow, i never had bread, ima make it sh-t at least thats what my dad said
told me that when we spoke thru a see thru gl-ss, i hopes hes right cuz a n-gga feeling half dead

- j reed

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