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letra de sixteen freestyle - primere

[verse 1: primere]
sixteen, d-mn, that’s another year gone
things change, i’ve been saying it in every other song
’cause it’s true, my vanity is still standing strong
but i’m not a virgin and i didn’t put it in the wrong (no no no no no)
hole, oh got d-mn boy, it’s lit (lit)
12 months p-ssed, and i still don’t give a shit (nah)
about anything, but my fans, f-ck these other people
it’s primere motherf-cker, and i promise that the sequel
will be better, the b-tch that i want i’m gonna get her (yeah)
that’s rap i’m talking bout, i’m the best, there’s no debate, uh (no debate)
second year rapping and i’m still going hard
’cause i put my soul and heart in every song, going retard
dummy good, t’s up cause i love my hood
that’s for tujunga and the kids living on pinewood (pine, wood!)
i don’t bang motherf-cker, though i know i could
and i still ain’t p-ssing cl-sses though i know i should (d-mn)
but that’s alright ’cause i’m still a good kid
other kids i know are doing crook shit
sixteen and i never understood this
lifestyle of criminal activity, it’s stupid
no offense to my boys in a cell
but saying free you is like saying get hitler out of h-ll (dumb)
if you can’t do the time, don’t do the crime
it’s known, and don’t get me wrong dawg, i want to see you shine
when they said my brother’s locked i said, “good!
i hope that the motherf-cker learns like he should.”
and he did, so i’m glad he got put away
for a minute, if he didn’t, he would probably be dead today (d-mn)
learning from mistakes is a must
i almost was a daddy for falling into my l-st
and trust, it isn’t fun to live under that cloud (nope)
i never told my mom, she already isn’t proud
and the loud are weak, so i don’t say much
dumb mexicans commit crimes so they blame us
for everything wrong in the country, but it ain’t us
brown pride all the way dawg, but f-ck the racist
let’s get along, all, even the whites too
’cause we’re all humans, so we all got the right to
join with each other and grow, no segregation
we already f-cked up, so it starts with the next generation
my kid’s will be good cause ima teach them
one’ll be the president, the next’ll be a preacher
no kid is born with a prejudice heart or brain
so let’s fix that for my birthday (yeah)

[outro: primere]
sixteen…
may 18, ’01…
the day my death begun…

b.truthful
it’s primere

- primere

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