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letra de curtis - price

[intro]
city

[verse 1: price]
sittin’ comfy at the top
watchin’ dr. ben, it teach me a lot
watchin’ malcolm x, it teach me a lot
wrap up your wounds, we bleedin’ the block
most of these women just needed a shot
most of the k!llers just needed a pops
baby, i just need your love, especially with thе—

[chorus: price]
diamond in the back, sunroof the top
lookin’ like curtis mayfiеld on the block
gangsta lean, thank the team
season premiere, pull a seat up and watch
restraining order, i beat up her twa—
just had a dream that i beat up a cop
two distant strangers you see on the block
this sh-t on the floor, who gon’ come sweep and mop? yeah
[post-chorus: price]
(uh) uh, baby pick your poison
and stand on that bel biv devoe
now dance on that, can’t wait to get my hands on it
this wasn’t luck, i planned on it
i could v.i.p your lamb’ in it
screamin’ r.i.p my mans and ‘nem
we don’t say please, we demandin’ it, yeah

[break]
i know what you missin’
ooh, you so curtis mayfield
look at your skin and your hair
you’re so smooth, i love it

[verse 2: price]
i had to watch
a grown man die right in front of my eyes
polygraph test, i’m tellin’ no lies
this is my truth, i hope no one surprised
way before my rap name, i was payin’ the price
i was prayin’ my cuzzos was stayin’ the night
all this darkness around, gotta stay in the light
when you move black-man-in-a-suit, with the—

[chorus: price]
diamond in the back, sunroof the top
lookin’ like curtis mayfield on the block
gangsta lean, thank the team
season premiere, pull a seat up and watch
restraining order, i beat up her twa—
just had a dream that i beat up a cop
two distant strangers you see on the block
this sh-t on the floor, who gon’ come sweep and mop? yeah
[verse 3: big k.r.i.t]
as a lil’ child runnin’ wild
i was taught you gotta move on up
’cause folk underground tend to suffer
power to the people means cash in a duffle
make it where the motherf-ckas can’t say nothin’
super fly p-i, whole pimp
pusha mane had the bread
eddie shoulda known better, freddie died
either tight rope or you fall off the ledge
the makings of me push the vision
to move out the evil for people that duck all that blue talkin’
monday to sunday, between you, baby, and me
wildin’ free, i’m the king, i’m the truth
ain’t never put a thang on me, how ’bout you?
keep a mid black america to show me why do what i do
no one knows about a good thing
so i kick game for the mane, kung fu like curtis

- price

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