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letra de letter to my sons - mc tree g

[verse 1]
i tell alan to tie his shoe up
he only five but we can’t let these n-ggas outdo us
plus you’re one of mines so they waiting for you to screw up
if i could have it my way go round and round like a hula
on the hip of a dancer who dancing and blowing hookah
41 thousand feet up, no parachuters
only drink the rarest of wines, kombucha
never see me carry no irons or get too drunk
baby i will give you my life, it isn’t too much to a father
who grew up with a father didn’t bother, alcoholic and all that
baby i got you
i just wrote another will, you, your brother in it
everything i leave is yours, it’s just how you spend it
and if you get married too early you won’t get a penny
i ain’t trying to run your life, it’s just how i’m in it
man

[break]
and baby i got you

[verse 2]
i tell mason what’s really up
you 12 years old man you gotta f-ck n-ggas up
you gotta swing hard, let n-ggas know you ain’t bluffing
he too big you call me
we ain’t going for nothing man
that’s how we really on it and
f-ck around and jump somebody’s momma in
go to jail, say i did it, yeah i done it and
post bail, all blue faced hundreds yeah
laugh about it over supper clams
shrimps with the mussel d-mn
hints of the truffle jam
you know your mother f-cking father got you
i better not hear about you claiming piru
or cripping
all the sh-t you get in i couldn’t envision
with my good intention it’s yours
it’s yours

- mc tree g

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