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letra de what's happenin' brutha - rsxgld

[verse 1]
what’s happenin’ brutha? i hope you’re restin’ well here’s another
open scribe just to let ya know what’s life if ya wondered
we talk more now you’re in the sky then when you were alive
i apologize for my spite it was dumb of me
in summary, only god knows what the summer brings
lawsuits, lies, an allegations is a couple things
i got some letters from ya sister like what’s up with these
askin’ me to sign off on some sh-t that’s ‘posed to come to me
a couple deeds a lil chicken i wasn’t even trippin’
then i thought this ain’t for me…it’s for my children
i’m bout to be the bad guy, i know you know the feelin’
just know i’m speakin’ from my heart to focus on the healin’
i’m tryna do for them, what you didn’t do for us
swear i can see you gettin’ tight now, you need to loosen up
how you gone pop a empire off with luscious luck?
guess when you hit rock bottom nuttin to choose but up

[hook: ronnie mcneir]
sunny days wouldn’t be the same if it wasn’t for rain
that’s why i love ya, why i love ya
i ain’t changed and you ain’t changed
that’s why we’re one in the same
i’m your brutha, i’m your brutha

[verse 2]
i swear i had a dream of rehabbing erma’s crib
after you let it go to shame on a worthless binge
it was lookin’ fragile in a battle like it’s broner’s chin
and i was tryinna buy what was mine wow ain’t that a b-tch?
it’s gone now it was sold to the lowest bidder
the last thing our family owned yeah you know i’m bitter
that’s the end of an estate so when it sold, ya sister
got us lookin’ at her bogue it was the coldest winter
clifford prolly turnin’ in his grave bet erma fussin’
tell her worry not, we’ll get it straightened out it’s like a perm or somethin’
cj doin’ good, chas and tootie growin’ up
we need to get together more cause na & syd they need to know their cousins
cliff hustlin’…gotta respect it
i used to love them summers down in texas
i hate i had to wait ’til you was dead and gone to get the message and that song you wrote with ronnie man i finally found the record, here it is

-sample plays-

dammit yo, play your piano
kt flip another beat for me
it’s like
oh just go with it?
turn me up in the mic a little bit

[verse 3]
roses & daffodils at a half a mil pack the steel
i know it’s hard to see why n-gg-s rappin’ still
partly cause i’m hearin’ all these rhymes they sound like jack & jill
i’m from a place where n-gg-s known to shoot minus the camera sk!ll
animals, pop the door they shootin’ outta back of vans
ratta tat the grimey n-gg-s nicknamed it yakistan
they had a plan understand it’s the taliban
imagine wantin’ bottles n-gg-s droppin’ like a hundred grand
blunt a gram put it in the air let the cham pop
drunk out in public -sshole i’m like hanc-ck
can’t stop, big dog barkin’ like on sandlot
f-ck shoes you couldn’t walk a mile in my stance socks
shamrock lucky muhf-cka when the dice roll
he ya didn’t know a n-gg- flow was ice cold
it ain’t nuttin’ funny jimmy fallon on tonight’s show
shoot a fan for my fam diddy know i’m shyne po
in 9 4, i was f-ckin’ b-tches had they mind gone
doin’ freaky sh-t i think i made her wear a blindfold
i’ve flown out the country to another time zone
just to get some sushi n-gg-, if you hatin’ die slow
grind mode i can load a pistol wit my eyes closed
and shoot at muhf-ckas turn ya circus to a sideshow
rivals better get to prayin’ on they bibles
why though, i shine so you better keep ya blinds closed

-mumble rap-

- rsxgld

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