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letra de been thru it all - pook paperz

[intro: pook paperz]
feel my pain, rock! (oh yeah) paperz!
real n-gg-, street approved, cut different

[chorus: pnb rock] (2x)
you know i’ve been thru it all (shootouts)
speed chases from the law (no crib)
you know i could never fraud
lost money, lost b-tches, lost friends, lost feelings
my n-gg-, you know i’ve been thru it all

[verse 1: pook paperz]
let me tell you bout my life and all the places that i’ve been
and why i’ve been at placements, been in prisons; in the pen
sh-t was so real, it’s no way i could pretend
and we was f-cked up, it’s no way i couldn’t sin
see, my pop left my mom when she was pregnant
it made her bitter, we moved a lot when i was young
we barely kept the rent up
boiled hot water to take a bath in the winter
and plenty times them stamps would land we ate sleep for dinner
i remember one christmas, we ain’t even put a tree up
we just got some candy in a sock for us to eat up
hand-me-downs from my cousin shawn just to keep up
and, everyday, me and vern took that walk of shame to the park
for a free lunch
growing up, i seen some things you prolly was used to
and yeah i had to spinning top, the other kids had scooters
paperz, i rap about pain cuz i’ve been thru it
and thinkin’ bout them hard times, just turned my heart cooler

[verse 2: pook paperz]
by the age of 14, i was a shooter
caught my first gat case; p89 ruger
runnin’ round like bishop when he was tryna get his juice up
stoned like medusa, i’m talkin’ higher than a roofer
(look cuz) went from the youth to the mills
to george w. hill
from there, straight to state road, up the “f” where it was real
17, i made the paper, sh-t was lookin’ ugly
sh-t, i wasn’t even 20, they tried to give me 20
on trial with 12 white juries; looking at me
n-gg- on the stand saying i shot him, while he pointin’ at me
but, i don’t regret none of my time in the can
cuz, yeah the streets made me, but jail made me a man
i done been thru it all, the struggles and the loss
the hustles in the dark, n-gg-s’ prayin’ for my fall
born rider from the start, it’s pook paperz; feel my pain
sh-t real when i talk, everything from the heart

[chorus: pnb rock] (2x)

[verse 3: pnb rock]
i watched my homie get abused when we lived in that shelter
by a p-ssy n-gg-, i was just too young to help him
but, its kool cuz boy, i know your name
and, if i ever run into you, you know you gon’ feel my pain
free my brother “meen”, we’ve been through h-ll and back
i swear, at least that’s what it seem
we slept close in abandon cribs cuz we ain’t have no heat
3 days straight, sellin’ dummies, burnin’ all the fiends
man, i swear that sh-t was real, we was really in the field
i done seen n-gg-s’ get k!lled, f-ckin’ n-gg-s’ up in jugg
and, we just did that for the thrill
i done see n-gg-s’ fold, couple n-gg-s’ told
judge gave a n-gg- 30, turned that young n-gg- old
f-ck is up wit that? i had enough of that
they giving n-gg-s’ life, like you’re comin’ back
n-gg-, if you dig it up, you could find these facts
i look at my past, and i be like

[chorus: pnb rock] (2x)

- pook paperz

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