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letra de m.a.a.d city (freestyle) - king smokey

[bridge]
if pirus and crips all got along
they’d probably gun me down by the end of this song
seem like the whole city go against me
every time i’m in the street i hear

[schoolboy q]
“yawk! yawk! yawk! yawk!”

[hook]
“man down, where you from, n-gga?”
“f-ck who you know, where you from, my n-gga?”
“where your grandma stay, huh, my n-gga?”
“this m.a.a.d city i run, my n-gga”

(verse 1)
come with me, let me show you the way
this ain’t a freestyle on how to live every day
this is reminiscing on a past filled with pain
not a good kid, i know how to go insane
i was lost in my own world
thoughts of mischief, feeling overwhelmed
tryna to take your fans, hope inspiration can show that
i can put feelings into rhymes
just a light-skinned kid with my ego blown out
for the same reasons my homeboy didn’t get out
no, i ain’t never been admitted
but ever since the day they took my uncle, i been looking at cops different
that was back when i was fine, still don’t need a 9
k!lling in my hood is fine, i expect some crime
from the state known mostly for drugs above cocaine, f-ck is that?
f-ck you ask me for if you don’t know what im talking bout, f-cking chump
moving kilo after kilo, picking out the fiends
f-cking sick how they looking, uh, a call for help coming from
l.l, b-town, “dam y’all, f-ck.”
that’s what the homie said when we was looking at those pumps
aw man, hot dam, all the sh-t we could do
i’ve been a king since ’94, the year i was born
now pick what you choose, i’ll give you a few seconds two
ain’t no forgiveness, now it’s time to let loose
run in front of that audi, pull up in front of the shawty
oh ya it’s stolen, like those lives by john gotti
i stay free from chains, cause i got some connects
treat it like a game, i love playing chess
you think your the same, got my style except
when bad sh-t happen, you act like no ref
you can forget it, with a bullet to chest
end up in the cemetery and have the coroner show off your body instead, my city

[hook]
“man down, where you from, n-gga?”
“f-ck who you know, where you from, my n-gga?”
“where your grandma stay, huh, my n-gga?”
“this m.a.a.d city i run, my n-gga”

- king smokey

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