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letra de something to say - reuben vincent

[verse 1]
i feel like, years p-ssed and most my gears changed
most of my fears conquered, blood and my tears drained
most my friends cut, had to just end thangs
everybody ain’t a hunnid or even is near range
dead ’em ‘fore i behead ’em tell ’em look in the mirror
when the death is on your breath your visions coming more clearer
in your eyes you realize that you bleed like me
and i could be like you,and you gon’ need like me
man i can see right through, hiding behind a ego
everyone want the scope looking through peepholes
nothing gonna change when you are mr negro
cause yeah you still a negro, gettin’ done dirty by the people
h-llo mister mister, listening to m-ssa
never let another man decides what on ya platter
quality before quant-ty man it’s mind over matter
but everyone head messed so it don’t even matter yeah

[hook: reuben vincent & cee mason]
everybody got somethin’ to say
but ain’t saying nothing at all, nothing at all
everybody gon’ love you today
but gon’ be gone when there is a downfall
everybody wanna reach for the sky
but n-body wanna shoot so far, don’t wanna shoot so far
every got somethin’ to say
but ain’t n-body saying nothing at all

[verse 2]
people want a handout i just want ya hands up
probs in my head like dandruff, mentally in them handcuffs
been breaking outta this jail since i got outta the womb
never can leave h-ll cause we gon’ see it our tombs
never had silver spoons, i’m no man on the moon
life’s a thriller, some cat pillars won’t break out they coc–n
this is not no cartoon, or no sitcom show
haunt by your past won’t get you past your front door
i’m just a fly on the wall that you’ll never swat
a juggernaut the choices is just to jugg or not
they put a bounty on my homie they don’t wanna see him win
and they laughing and they blastin’ they don’t wanna see him win
they plotting where he going, put a dot up on in his face
all for a piece of paper that won’t buy you p-ssed the gates
ending up like kevin gates, aren’t we all getting tired
instead of breaking down our homies why can’t we inspire?

[verse 3]
my mind done made me money, but money can’t make my mind
she was tryna give me hers but that was a waste of time
birds and i flipped it and made me a couple dimes
word and the scriptures and made me a couple lines
holy holy, little bustas be busting to write a rhyme
leader of the new school, juices come from the mind
some of y’all basic and some of y’all boring
some of y’all latest having me snoring (nah)
no sheep counting if i wanna be the goat
floatin’ on the beats, dreams of hope in gun smoke
i go out of, i do not play my cards right
and if do i’ll live to one hunnid on god’s light
i’m like his strongest soldier he gave me a harder fight
keep beating battles just living in all the light
keep beating beats like it stole something from me
jumping show dummy’s uppercut to your tummy
double dutch doubled up triple double the pay
levelled up, this not enough i’m like a stream of rays
no flex zone, dogs holding the 9’s and ks
cause fire and gunpowder will put you in amaze
all been in a maze just tryna find me a way
lately been riding away cause y’all was riding my waves
y’all don’t want no action you don’t wanna catch a fade
you don’t want it with a boy who’s like c-ssius clay i say

- reuben vincent

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