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letra de death before dishonor - jun!or

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(verse one)

it feels funny when i’m back in the nutty/
reminiscing when i used to sit and rap with my buddies/
now its sad cause my buddies, never see me infact/
when they do its real fast, then i’m back to this money/

i know they love me, but hugs are never better than wealth/
he’s got a hold of me thats the devil himself/
im sorry momma but the ganja couldn’t deal with the trauma/
sh-t if i make it at least i can say i did it in h-ll/

feelin empty inside, sip this henne and drive/
swerve on purpose hit the earth and k!ll whoevers inside/
no insurance i hop out this whip like heaven’s arrived/
then spit a verse to demonstrate i got the deadliest rhymes/

look my city is a jungle how come n0body can see it tho/ (lost)
always under influences it is unbelievable/
little girls i used to know, all have grown to be a ho/
plus all these dudes are tryna run a game that they don’t even know/

sh-tt. do you even flow? or just sing a lot?
yeah you got show .. but is it even hot?
keep it real you do this sh-t for the attention/
your advance already spent so you could brag on how you eat a lot/

it’s apparent your apparel is real tight/
but your parents even know you’ll get embarr-ssed in real life the
problem with the population . shopping on a daily basis
i put dollars in the safe save it for a rainy day!

f-ck the opposition compet-tion non existent/
only mission save my sis and get my mom a pot to p-ss in/
get you nodding when you listen, your not in my division/
with a vision of a god but a problem with religion uh

(hook)

do your research.. read some think a little/
get your head right.. smoke one, drink a little/
life is too short.. its a b-tch too (biatch)
homies in the new ports and the rents due/

so we gotta work stretch the marijuana/
she’s twerkin on me just because she wanna/
it hurts because the purpose is the dollars
its still death before dishonor
motha f-ckaaa im gone

(verse two)

i would rather be hated for opinion/
then praised for other reasons/
still got a heart and that mother f-ckers beating/
ever since the start i stood for what i believe in/

you better play your part. try to make it even/
even when the whips in park know my drive has got me speedin
no it’s not a game if it were then id be leadin
seein everybody in my rear view that were the f-ck i’m gonna leave em

work with an animal eventually your gettin bit
it doesn’t matter if he’s loyal if he’s f-cken pitt/
you musta been a fool talkin money over hoes/
but changed the rules and started trippen off a f-cken b-tch ?

soft sh-t. boy that’s to say the least/
i got 2 phones 2 zones and gotta pay the lease /
i got new flows few hoes still chasin me
but my girls at home with her own and they wait for me/

faithfully. i’m honest so they hatin me but f-ck it/
game told me they would hate it or would love it/
look at him and 50 .. both still thuggin /
only difference is the millis in their budget /
how your feelin when you bump it agh

(hook)

(verse three)

if you think i made decisions out of disrespect ?
id say it’s obvious you didn’t use your intellect/
the fire burning h-ll some how left me cold blooded/!!’
now i’m just earning bills barely f-ck with no body/

nose bl–dy?! no buddy i ain’t into that/
i love the smell of money.. wooh boy i’m sniffing that/
guess i’m not the same.. and everybody’s changed/
but it’s strange how ashamed they are admitting that/

i quitted raps for the ins.. kicked back with my friends all the time that i would spend in the end i got no progress/
i live what you pretend.. spit what’s on my head sh-t won’t give it up again
even if i’m gettin hopeless/
know this..

i wasn’t in my body when i wrote this/
quote this.. illuminatis got me in their focus/
jokin. you’ll never know because you’ve never known him/
he’s k!lled bout everybody that has ever gotten close in

approach him

with caution. he’s lost and not coming back/
the cost that it takes to rap..
it’s often to much to ask
but i pay it keep praying to gods that’ll guard my back/
the odds of a heart attack don’t fall when your attached
so i’m gone!

(hook)

(outro)

- junor

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