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letra de blame it on society - norm bates

[intro]

[hook: norm bates]
up in the jungle man, we don’t play fair
hustle while the cops around like they ain’t there
if you’re really fine baby maybe they care
blame it on society cause we was raised here
up in the jungle man, we don’t play fair
hustle while the cops around like they ain’t there
if you’re really fine baby maybe they care
blame it on society cause we was raised here

[verse 1: saint la vie]
f-ck you society, f-ck you anxiety
fatal blows to loyalty, please don’t close your eyes on me
last of a dying breed, real n-gga cavalry
we done took some casualties, hustling for our salary
as it seems as it seems this isn’t a fantasy
darkened dreams, carpe diem, till i see his majesty
pain concealed, triple beams, whipping whipping slavery
chains of cocaine, strong as steel, got a deal that cost my freedom
now i’m seeking amnesty, had a seed i had to feed him
thank his moms she kept it real said saint i think that change is needed
if i wish to see him wish to see him that begins with me
my life is like my life is like my life is like his training wheels
i sustained my dreams, tainted winning strategy
hardened me, i’m prepared for tragedy, pardon me
oh my god, he’s my god, i’m guilty of blasphemy
f-ck how wrong the pastor feel, that’s for real, saint what’s the deal

[hook]

[verse 2: norm bates]
up in the borough they don’t play fam
grip the pliers easy fire like a caveman
for them j’s n-ggas turning into sp-ce jam
let him play his cards and then we cut him that’s a spades hand
but it never been no game though, a n-gga wanna bang can’t hang though
i be in the field like slaves though, but i’m off that chain like django
got mad love but the pain though, could make a angel go halo
strive for the dollars is the main goal, but you can’t see the sun cause the reign po’
use to have dreams of that range rove, 4.6 like jay’s flow
waiting for the day get a paid show, now i’m decades in where my day go
if that lane closed gotta change roads, plan b that cause a won’t
get you no where, listen up here, if you do the same thing get the same results
i don’t even think these little n-ggas get it, just came home now they’re back in prison
that’s a given, either that or k!ll em’, but there’s something so ill bout this fast life living
fast life women, yeah that’s a groupie, won’t hop in the whip if that’s a hoopty
give her -ss shots now that’s a booty, when you dog a b-tch out now that’s a scooby

[hook]

- norm bates

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