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letra de she ain't no good - jay taj

[verse 1]
make a break then make a move
take a life, gangsta groove
women in the parking lot, crooked cops get the loot
understand that where we stand, we’ll never have these things they do
so re-collect to re advance
and it from my good-for-nothing, dirty hustling goonie squad
i call my boys my brothers
so when they in pain, then i’m in pain
when i’m on, then they’ll be on
call it stupid, call it vain
call you when i’m off the plane
pick me up i’ll take you downtown
where they know my name
i’ll never forget you babe
the home for sinners, saints and in-betweeners
the sheets of music currently pumping through my veins
i found my peace, i found my sane inside your crazy frame
it’ll never be the same
can you feel a feeling weighing on the scale of fame
colossus in the closet rockin’ bolts the size of mary jane
another casing hits the pavement
crying faces running scared
i grab my cape and make-believe that jay creates the change
i know at times i stray i came to say i’m on my way
to break away from growing pains and fill my place on memory lane
never neglect me babe, you’re all i know these days
without you i’m just another broken record
i don’t think you understand
i can’t live without you
every crack in the road, and every crooked cop
every kid, every thug on every other block
don’t think i like my life, but i love to watch you
don’t think i know my rights, so they know they got ya
a bambi caught in the lights, waitin’ for all the shots
and i don’t wanna speak my mind my sh-t is overthought
it’s like a sin to be smart, you gotta play your part
i wish i wasn’t in love with you, i’m meaning that
if i could get up and leave without thinking back
to the days when we were just kids and you were all that we knew
and og [bleep] was running the crew

we used to mimic that sh-t, we ain’t play cops and robbers
we played players and pigs, we played ‘get the chopper’
you made us all who we are, a couple hustlers, some drug addicts, a rapper, some table busters…
i wish i knew what he meant when he hopped out the corvette
spittin’ on the cement, smoking a black & mild
a bad b-tch in the cut, he looked me dead in the eye
knew i was looking for love, and this is what he said

“get it while you can, boy (boy)
run while you can boy, (leave)
leave while you can, boy. (why?)
she ain’t no good.'”

and this is what he-
get it while you can, boy (boy)
run while you can, boy (leave)
leave while you can, boy (why?)
she ain’t no good.”

[verse 2, outro]
i’m talkin’ four fingers up and two twisted in the middle
riddle me that fact ma, takin it back
i’m from a city where the ‘opportunity’ is some booger sugar
packed deep in the cracks of a baseball cap
and you can add it up and repeat, dawg
you can’t see me, g
double o-nies runnin round the city
tryin’ to be free

i got 99 problems
i also got 99 other homeboys in the same boat
and you can stay low, lookin’ to get play dough
called up the mayor, give a f-ck what we say, though
and ana got a way with her words, she get away so
she chew us up and spit out out, but we still love her though
i still love her though, i still love her though
annie is you ok, annie is you ok
annie is you- i still love her though
she ain’t no good, but i still love her though
annie is you ok? i still love her though

- jay taj

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