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letra de mind on my money - mr. dee (og)

[mr. dee – chorus:] 4x
was every second really death?
they tried to tell me i was blessed…

[mr. dee – verse 1:]
i guess, no less
i really did my best
i rather be a mess instead of prepping for a test
smart, intelligent because of my development
they say that i’m the one
but i’m too young so i’m irrelevant
only on my life, i guess it count for something
i wonder what’s the price cus they’re so nice to k!ll for nothing
and what about my family in agony and under?
pressures from the man (?) lonely brother
d-mned til eternal but (?) in the minds
nothing but a kernel way
a journal full of rhymes
they feel infernal cus we verbal and we rise
(?)
and a shots to all my homies that are locked up in the pen
the ones that we forgot or ones that caught up to the end
so every minute that you pass raise a glass for my friends…
until we meet again
[mr. dee – chorus:] 4x
was every second really death?
they tried to tell me i was blessed…

[mr. dee – verse 2:]
you, you know me
i wasn’t like the rest
infact you made me
guess that i should up and leave the nest
befriended by the liquor while convinced that i’m a winner
so who’s the one to figure missing links can turn to dealers
i’m only misguided not oblivious to facts
although i’m like a rider or a pilot when he crashed
(?) but survivors of the past
so when you try to fight guarantee you’ll never last
brrr stick’em
i got another victim
i trap’em in a rhythm hypnotize’em then i trick’em
(?) i got em thinking that they god until they catch an (?) off of living fraud
so who gon’ take the bullet when they bullet on my life
i tell you no one couldn’t
cus they shouldn’t pay the price
for many tonight is to be dead up in a vest
for me it’s breathing longer
so we wonder if we’re blessed, c’mon
[mr. dee – chorus:] 4x
was every second really death?
they tried to tell me i was blessed…

[mr. dee – verse 3:]
i got my mind on my money and money up on my mind
couldn’t a grinder take it from me so homie i ain’t the kind
take a look around your hood then you tell me what’s good
you couldn’t stop if you could (?) was wrong
guess the paper never mattered yet it always ruled the world
override i’m overstanding all the diamonds and the pearls
so yes i was better just worry about the cash
all my enemies they yell at me
they wonder how i last
no time for rookies or the perpetrating liers
the latch you thought to hook me
try to put me in a fire
don’t trust a soul!
let em know now what you heard
you don’t know the feel of cold til you’re doubting every word
so who’s to blame?
could it be the gang influence
or, is it the name of my grave when i lose it
i got a chance so you know that imma use it
follow the word to my music…
[mr. dee – chorus:] 4x
was every second really death?
they tried to tell me i was blessed

- mr dee og

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