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letra de studio gangsta - marqus clae

[intro]
and i want you to know
that i think it’s all a great big one-sided event (uh-huh)
if i had my way (uh)
i’d put you all in the electric chair
yo

[verse 1]
who would’ve thought i would try to stiffen my image like rumour taught
authoritis tension exhibitin’ through these bars, sh-t
i was just a n-gga with vision who took it far
born towards, later december, my heart was resembles the winter
when i look in the mirror, i see my only contender
long night’s in the sprinter, city ot city, just to put on for mine
even though them n-ggas back home, be frontin’ sometimes, oh well, i recognize thе difference
that what you gеt when bitterness and ignorance is mixed in
it’s not a pleasant image
i been sippin’ on the ’42 like 7-6’s
smoked the best to suppress the friction
what is this? d-mn is this what success all about?
a bunch of n-ggas yapping like b-tches with big mouth
and i’m not even to where a n-gga supposed to be
that’s why i’m grateful for the colors n-ggas showing me
[chorus]
(i see a) microphone, gangsta, studio, gangsta
you the one that’s acting like you putting on, ain’t you? (you the one that—)
you the one that’s acting like you moving zones, ain’t you? (you the one that—)
you the one that’s cappin’, rappin’ every song, ain’t you?
microphone, gangsta, studio, gangsta
you the one that’s acting like you putting on, ain’t you?
you the one that’s acting like you moving zones, ain’t you?
you the one that’s cappin’, rappin’ every song, ain’t you?

[verse 2]
the game is to be sold never told
i first heard those words at twelve/12 years old (uh)
listening close to older n-ggas convos
left me exposed to sh-t that i had never known (uh)
forced to deploy without the choice to retreat
monkey on my back that’s jacking me for reaching my peak
abruptly brushing the dirt from both of my shoulders
to become the beholder and watch my cap runneth over
mary, jesus and joseph, please, protect me from judas
i ain’t tryna show these n-ggas that i’m actually ruthless like ice cube and mc ren
just watch me eric wright these wrongs
i was young and like andré wakin’ up in the morn’ to a yellow sun
somehow i found the moon, near
i’m tired of making resolutions for the new year
and end up not following suite
it’s like curry forgetting to follow through when he shoot
i dropped a hugh in this booth
i’m seeing flying colors
the only goal is to inspire others
live by my own belief like ronald hubart
bare witness or listen to what the sick say
sensei great me as mr. miyagi in clae (okay)
[chorus]
microphone, gangsta, studio, gangsta
you the one that’s acting like you putting on, ain’t you? (you the one that—)
you the one that’s acting like you moving zones, ain’t you? (you the one that—)
you the one that’s cappin’, rappin’ every song, ain’t you?

[bridge]
uh-huh
sometimes it take sh-t like this
you n-ggas, you n-ggas
you know what, let me talk to ’em
yo, uh

[verse 3]
back against the wall, hands dirty but still scuff ’em
f-ck you’s up to the critics and their reb-ttals
groomed by the hands of god, i’m bout to bubble
i will never spare the rod to pop the bubble
i keep a small circle ’cause n-ggas’ll try to touch you, k!ll you
watch you mold like mildew
for them huncho bills, they getting cutthroat ill (ill)
but i’ma get back even, live from the black beacon, max squeezing
bullets tap, tap, tap for back pack rap
this for my uncle in his cell with his back on mats
i just pray that he get back on track
crooked systems and crooked devils, they coincide
open the door to h-ll and tell you, “go inside”
immortalized on obituaries and loving memory
i’m pouring up the henny, rest in peace my n-gga nipsey
and everybody sleeping deeply, i do it for y’all
i coulnd’t let the game defeat me so i’m stuck in a brawl
i had to run from the law, duckin’ unders the lights, i seen in the ugliest nights
panther running in the jugnle from the sun up ’til night
and they don’t wanna put their gun up to fight
they rather run to instagram and brag on how they k!lled a man
real shooters move in mind silence
and where these n-ggas reside you can’t even find violence that, sh-t got my mind wilding
[chorus]
microphone, gangsta, studio, gangsta
you the one that’s acting like you putting on, ain’t you?
you the one that’s acting like you moving zones, ain’t you?
you the one that’s cappin’, rappin’ every song, ain’t you?
microphone, gangsta, studio, gangsta
you the one that’s acting like you putting on, ain’t you?
you the one that’s acting like you moving zones, ain’t you?
you the one that’s cappin’, rappin’ every song, ain’t you?
b-tch ass n-gga

- marqus clae

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