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letra de damage is done - sheek louch

[intro: sheek louch & others]
it’s ya boy sheek louch [?] what up? (sh-t)
y’know what i’m sayin’, rps fam, what up?
sh-t, [?] family, king phaze, sheek, [?], kay slay
g.u.n. productions on the beat (ayo)
i mean, what we talkin’ for, you know what you done said (yeah tell ’em)
yeah tell ’em
you know what you done did (murda gang shooters)
now deal with it
you live by that sh-t, now die by that sh-t (kay slay n[]a, mr. e)

[verse 1: sheek louch]
n[]as hate on me, that just make me stronger (sh-t)
make me rhyme harder
[?] make my money longer
damage on collateral (uh-huh)
birds [?] lateral
d-block is powerful
b-tch [?] (street sweeper)
[?] green air max
just landed out in lax (l.a.)
used to have the 100 packs
now i count a thousand stacks
louie on my belt buckle (uh-huh)
pinkie ring on my knucklе
would make her knees buckle
shе wanna give me head (sh-t)
soft n[]as come to me with beats so i can dent in it (oh what?)
[?] off the a-hole, shooters on my payroll (uh-huh)
b-tches on my d-ck when i spit that cool j flow (cool [?])
smooth as a cello, these pills make me feel lala son, a lil’ melo
you ain’t f-ckin’ with this fellow (woo)
[?], late night, i eat like it’s ramadan (uh-huh)
s-x money marathon, [?] as a lubraton
beef come let’s get it on (sh-t), beef come let’s get it on (sh-t)
[interlude]
oh you know the damage is done on me g’s
i’ve been out here too long man, the front line
i’ve seen too much, been involved in a lot more
y’know what i’m saying?
it’s a whole different patch, but ain’t no turnin’ back man

[verse 2: shoota]
it all started back
when i was a young and started out hustlin’ in the bathroom carving crack (oh sh-t)
mommy would have knew i was too involved with that (what woulda happened?)
would have been enough to give [?] heart attacks
i was tryna keep the fridge full
had to keep a clip full
cause these streets mean as a pitbull (woah)
all these years took a toll on me
i ain’t trust not one soul since my co [?] told on me (nah, nah)
guess paranoia has a hold on me
it’s either they want me dead or had a [?] mugshot of me (i mean that’s how i’m thinkin’)
my mind scarred, i’m alone on the dark road, eyes closed
tell me how i’m ‘possed to find god (n[]a answer that)
when i go just know i tried hard
shuffle through my wrongs like songs on an ipod
there’s no turning back, so when you get where i’m sending you, do me a solid
say what’s up to [?] mack (shoota)
[outro]
ooh, the damage is done
and now i feel it’s too late
the damage is done
it’s over
now i’m on the run
but baby you and i know, the damage is done

- sheek louch

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