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letra de concrete island - maniac blac

[intro: maniac blac]
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
in a concrete island yo
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo ……. so stop lien yo!
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo…. in a concrete island
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo…. so stop liein

[verse 1: maniac blac]
so what you ridein in for, what you slidin for/
cause it ain’t no freezing up when it’s time to go/
i give a f— about what you think and i ain’t trying to know/
tryem tho be starein in his eyes while you diein slow/
and im steel tryna wonder where the real love/
youngin was just 14 tryna get his bills up/
caught him slippin with the banana and pilt cuz/
no his moma ain’t crying over spoiled milk cuz it spilt blood/
but now the case open and the casket close/
all cuz his partna hеard the blast and froze/
so you ain’t got to ask me what i’m grinding for/
i ain’t got no jеwelry on but still have a diamond glow/
so you think you a man? cuz you made your peer to trip/
now he’s doa and your face tatted with a tear drip/
i hate to say it but a lot of cats won’t fill this/
cuz i became fearless when god showed me what real is/
[chorus: maniac blac]
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo in a concrete island yo
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo ……. so stop lien yo!
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo…. in a concrete island yo
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love

[verse 2: maniac blac]
used to sip syrup just to ease the pain/
felt like i lost my mind and need a brain/
for the cheese a nega squeeze you a need a frame/
mad. uz negas fly we and dont need a plain/
cats a paint a picture but dont no sh-t about art/
end up on a crash corse get ya ass picked a part/
deamons lurking in the dark cuz we lit up like a soark/
but gods the only reason negas made it this far/
i was just a kid always running from the task force/
and when they catch you they a beat you like it was asked for/
hold pause…………. ok now……..fast forward/
want to see id see these stamps in my passport/
they call you a homie but leave you for dead/
loyalty is bought for the right price of breadq./
thats why i gotta keep more tools then the shead/
cuz they sacrafice homies and move with the feds/
[chorus: maniac blac]
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo in a concrete island yo
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo ……. so stop lien yo!
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love
yo yo…. in a concrete island yo
waaooo ! this ain’t no real love

- maniac blac

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