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letra de what's your purpose - k-rino

[intro]
y’all gonna learn where your bread is b-ttered

[verse 1]
do we even need you? all you ever do is show your greed, fool
why you bleed the people who feed you?
many crowds you done weaved through
all the love you received yet you refuse to view them as an equal
from you they not gettin’ no love, with you when you rose up
now you see ’em an abruptly turn your nose up
they support you, you like “so what”, in the club you post up
no regard for the people who purchase yo stuff
arrogance inhabits such minds, do you not remember tough times
on the bus line, treacherous up climbs?
see initially you started cool, but broke true artists rules
and from the heart of you humility is far removed
stupid men lookin’ down on us ’cause of the shoes you in
you don’t seem to comprehend what your success is rooted in
let this play, who’ll appreciate what i say
just remember that god giveth and god taketh away

[hook]
so what’s your purpose, you climb that latter
but a day is comin’ real soon when yo name is not gon’ matter
out of sight, out of mind, n-body bringin’ you up
and now the same people you never love is stringin’ you up
so what you sayin’, k? lets just k!ll him and get it over with
h-ll yeah! lets just k!ll him and get it over with
h-ll yeah! lets just k!ll him and get it over with
right now, alright we got you

[verse 2]
hey, mister gangster rapper
i heard you spittin’ about your glock be rippin’
say you run the streets why we don’t see you when them cops is trippin’?
when it’s time to stand up for the hood you real slow to speak
always talk about pimping but you look like the hoe to me
you still trna claim you on the block but we don’t see you here
you don’t come back until you lose it all then you reappear
you ain’t giving nothin’ back but fakenss, you supposed to lift us
but you blowing 10 or 20 racks a month on dope and strippers
our community goin’ crazy and we tryna save it
but you won’t show up for a cause unless you gettin’ a payment
don’t wanna be around your people, i see what it is
a lot of y’all ain’t have a hit in probably twenty years
yet you still walking ’round like you hot with cash
need to be glad somebody still notices your washed up -ss
when you had a good, nose matched to the sky
we ain’t forgot the way you actin’ when yo status was high

[verse 3]
you a blind fool, ain’t n-body tryna find you
you 39 still thinkin’ somebody gon’ sign you
years behind the time still trapped in the cycle
old as h-ll, dressing like your nephew in high school
business an art, you’re not to confuse it
i never knew that everybody had a price until i got into music
didn’t believe it, i thought that you was truly a sk!ll
it’s real sad what some people would do for a deal
these labels’ll milk you dry then wait for your son
you diss your fans but you kiss -ss at radio one
writin’ songs ’bout the pistols you ready to use
and how you whoop a hatin’ dude yet you scared of the jews
for sellin’ out, its cost will leave you merked in the box
all these black c–n entertainers working for fox
real soon you gon’ wished you would’ve showed your people love
’cause we ain’t looking for a autograph, we lookin’ for blood

- k rino

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