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letra de diary of a broke nigga - jay rock

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diary of a broke n-gg-
(feat. kendrick lamar & giddy)

[jay rock]
look inside the eyes of a broke n-gg-, see the stress on his face
look at his heart, ain’t no love in the place
what’s on his mind? murder, money and mayhem
if he don’t see a dollar, somebody visiting satan
he grabbed his gat from under the mattress, he c-cked it back
then grabbed his gloves and a mask, then threw on his hat
looked in the mirror and said, times is hard
so hard that he got gray hair on his b-lls, pause
in the ghetto, you destined to fall
that’s why it’s a must that we ball
that’s why he on the corner lurking, waiting for a motherf-cker to slip
soon as he see the chance, he taking a risk
what should you do when this n-gg- sn-tch you out of your whip
empty out your pockets, then sn-tch what’s on your neck and your wrist?
nothing, cause when the gat in your mouth, so speechless
any false move, then your brain’s on the cement
it gets gutter when n-gg-s starving
n-gg-s will run inside your house, kill you on target, heartless
this is way beyond a cold thriller
this the diary of a broke n-gg-

[chorus: kendrick lamar (giddy)]
“pump, pump” everybody lay down on the ground
give me whatever you got right now
“pump, pump” everybody lay down on the floor
give me whatever you got, plus more
(when times is hard, and i’m praying for change
my funds is low, when i need some change, i’ma…)
“pump, pump” make sure you hide your goods when i come mister
you’re dealing with the diary of a broke n-gg-

[jay rock]
it’s been a whole month, he still ain’t seen no paper
n-gg- losing weight every time that he wake up
plus, he tired of asking n-gg-s for favors
cause when they get mad, they throw it back in his face
that’s foul, flagrant, this n-gg- been slaving
in the spot all week, still ain’t seen no paper
that’s f-cked up, they say don’t bite the hand that feeds you
but if that hand don’t feed you, where would that leave you?
now that the stress come, can’t turn back the hands of time
got him thinking back on what he should have done
first thing on his mind now, get a gun
sh-t, you gotta eat, and you got a son
and a daughter, now that’s two mouths to feed
and that money seem far, like miles to reach
but it’s right there, but his brain cloudy
life on the wrong road, can’t reroute it
caught that n-gg-, then showed him what that heater do
if you don’t feed your wolves, your wolves eat you
this is way beyond a cold thriller
this the diary of a broke n-gg-

[chorus]

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