letra de kareem campbell + the ghetto bird - nantes

“….sh-t, man, it’s like who didn’t wanna f-ckin’ g-ngb-ng and be cool and sh-t, n-gga? i mean i knew what came wit it, shootouts, collect calls, you know you gotta put money on a n-gga funeral—colostomy bags and sh-t. i know what came wit it—wheelchairs! it wasn’t even about the b-tches and bein’ cool in school and stuff. it was the fact that you had family and people respected you. that’s what enticed me about it…..i just got tired of bein’ me. i wanted to be heard, you know?”

(verse 1)
f-ck rap this a political statement
they should place me in the office wit the scandals and b-tches
might flip a legislature for the n-ggas that’s bout it
nerdy n-ggas readin’ manga wit they mental on titties (josuke!)
snub nosed steel spittin’ sh-lls up in the bity
we dodge them shots wit finesse, idolizing our brothers
and older cousins that’s active
screamin’ out suu whoop
they dip off tinted whippin’ a civic or plymouth
they twistin’ metal like fingers that we cast in the air
b-tches thick as some yams, know i got a sweet tooth (hey baby!)
quite the murderous clown if i step wit a tec
kuz i’m just a bookworm who get no props in the hood
educatin’ these n-ggas who out here bangin’ for nothin
representation is tainted, they wanna rap and be ignant (stupid ass n-gga)
and know nothin bout the set like where it start or it finish
take back to what it was and reestablish the movement (black power, n-gga)
but i’m speakin’ out the side of my neck affront the elders
standin’ in the fire temple on adams, no need for shelter
flamed up like link in his tunic, dodgin’ the heat
if a n-gga disrespect, he get beat just like the street
bro, chill you better quit that sh-t and keep watch
you a skater, keep your head on a swivel and know the odds
don’t fake the funk out here f-cked and get popped
tryna impress us by bein something you know not, lil n-gga
(hook)
ay, it’s only proper that i get paid
if a n-gga slide then we catchin’ fades, yea
it’s only proper that i get laid
but i don’t treat a b-tch like bae, no (-toad sound effect-)
it’s only proper that i get paid
if a n-gga slide then we catchin’ fades
it’s only proper that i get laid
f-ck a b-tch but don’t treat her like bae, nah

(verse 2)
i circle back to the block
just know i’ve skated thru cities, trekked to inglewood wit my game console in tow
f-ck dough, a n-gga tryna make bread in this b-tch
travel the bity, unprotected wit the faith of the streets
thinkin bout you n-ggas flexin’ the connections you keep
kuz if i’m chasin’ dollars then you know i’m really down bad
givin’ up my griptape then i’m goin out sad
sacrifice this hollow life for allure of red flags
ain’t nothin wit the bangin’
just know the sh-t been different
og doodirty flockin’ and pookie out here snitchin’
thievery rampant on blocks where they governin’ unjust
aimin’ they barrels at brothers and then sayin’ “___ us”
the liberation start from within, you can’t even be yourself when you pushin’ the pen
spewin’ lies over trap snares to impress grown men
who don’t have they sh-t together on they 40th kid
but f-ck it, i digress you may have the floor
i’m enticed by this ramp, tryna get airborne
become a ghetto bird soarin’ over slauson and more
i see adams, see vermont, and the jungles, and venice
see bronson and wilshire before i’m snapped back, n-gga
they sayin “bro, you better dead that sh-t and keep watch
you a skater, keep your head on a swivel and know the odds
hide that red flag round here, n-gga, don’t get us popped
fake the funk for them youtube n-ggas, we on the block
what you expect one time circle the temple hot
flamed up in a enemy hood, you’d better stop
you gon false claim, n-gga, proceed to cop a glock (scary ass n-gga)
metronome say your time comin’ tick and a tock
better maneuver and evade, duck and f-ckin’ dodge
if a og catch you slippin’ then you will get dropped so tighten up
and stop tryna be something you not, lil n-gga”
(hook)

- nantes

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