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letra de shock & awe - rali

[intro: katt williams]
i’m just saying, live yo m-th-f-ckin life
you gotta get yo m-th-f-ckin hustle
understand n-ggas is hating on you regardless
get that outta yo head; that fantasy world where n-ggas ain’t hating on you
you gotta be grateful – you need haters
what the f-ck is you complaining about?
what the f-ck do you think a hater’s job is?
to f-ckin hate! so let them m-th-f-cka do they godd-mn job!

[verse i: rali]
these n-ggas talk too much
keep your mouth shut
hate is the enemy of success, progress
everything i do ain’t for myself, i’m just
keeping stability of an upset conscience
haters are my throne
fake rappers are my armrest
i’mma do me, yeah i’mma do it honest
these n-ggas wanna compete? no contest
tell them n-ggas i’m about my biz – no nonsense
this is the real world
with all the faking and hating
and all this procrastination
you premature p-ssies nothing but little girls
so i intend to be flagrant
and i intend to make sure that you n-ggas hate me
i work hard my n-gga, i don’t ask for sh-t
so why these n-ggas always gotta ask for sh-t
i’m not the type to put n-ggas on blast for sh-t
so if the shoe fits, cinderella, gl-ss the sh-t
if money, clothes and hoes;
videos and shows
are keeping n-ggas exposed
i’mma be on a roll
i’m not selling my soul though
fascists fear me writing rhymes with prepositions and adjectives
my lines are knives and when it bleeds it burns
when the money comes in, best believe it’s earned
i try to give back cause everybody needs a turn
but being hot so cold, freezer burn

[hook: rali]
this is the story of a fortunate outcast
from a city where the hopeful are outcl-ssed
from a city where the hopeless are downcast
wha-wha-wha-wha, wait a minute
take a minute
if you can listen to my thoughts, you can think a minute
pay attention to the earth and escape a minute
look at your reflection and stop being fake a minute

it’s times i feel i’m by myself
cause i just wanna be fly myself
ask a question, “am i myself?”
if i knew me, i wouldn’t have to find myself
hold up – i just wanna rock wit ya
to all the kids, still tryna be popular
people always gonna tell you bout your obstacles
just tell them n-ggas this is shock & awe

[verse ii: rali]
counter-balancing madness or overwhelming with sadness
since either one is a dagger, you choose, you lose either way
you can feel the noose of blues until you suffocate
i just wanna see they world change like a meter maid
“when you get big shid, don’t forget me.”
you don’t really want the life but, it’s oh so tempting
the hype and the limelight blurred your vision
a walk in my shoes’ll leave you limping
i’m not even on my sh-t
and all my fam and my fans still bump my sh-t
and all my old friends’ girlfriends on my d-ck
so till the end i’m give them what they wish
whether good d-ck or good music
i’m a fool, but you know i do
keep em faded off the verbs
and drunk off the words
till they fight for prohibition so i don’t abuse it
make way for the man with a story to tell
take aim at the man’s motivation to sell
take pride in yourself if n0body else k what they tell you; just don’t fail
see i’m here to make my mark
creativity ain’t just finding a spark
you gotta light that sh-t
ignite that sh-t
ironic i find my shine in the dark

- rali

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