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letra de write here - shureshot hypothesis

[verse 1]
what is that you look to?
when your moods blue?
in your good crew
do you got fools that’s true to you?
and got your back for any sh-t you might go through?
got you with some funds when all your money you blow through?
and mow through all of the pain?
no matter how tall the gr-ss
because your boys ain’t worried ‘bout stains?
they’ve gained your trust and you’ve gained theirs?
ready to bust if you might happen to be scr-ppin’ in a fight that’s not fair?
used to blare this hip hop sh-t
crank it up loud, ridin’ slow through a crowd
with your heads held up proud
givin’ it up to the culture you love
and if a maf-cka truly wanted it, y’all was ready to shove
but like a dove, you and your boys just act peaceful
just wanna pack a pipe, write raps that’ll reach the people
and keep steeples from makin’ children’s minds so feeble
evil could be defeated by benevolence you believe so
you and your tight knit click will always be in control
if one leave, n-body else could ever fill up the hole
so even when you can’t walk, your hair is grey and you’re old
they’ll still be there to relieve the hunger pangs of your soul

[chorus]
right here is where i write for my people at
right here is where i write for right
right here is where i write for my people
who gonna be down whether it’s the day or the night
[verse 2]
has it ever come to that
point in your life when
you’re locked under strife and
the code need decipherin’?
when the only thing that got you by
was to rely on the strength and love of another one so you could fly?
when bleedin’ and beat
fallen from my feet
no paddle with me, as i row up sh-t creek
i needed to be by the side, when i’m weak
of that somebody
who always has my back and when i’m wrong will state the fact
and i guess, what i’m trying to say, is thanks for being that

[verse 3]
though the world try to bring me down
gotta hold my own, gotta stand my ground
gotta throw my stone, gotta chant them down
cuz i know my own gotta champion sound
it’s a long road to travel, a heavy cross to bear
you know why you’re goin’
but you don’t know where
said the worlds so cold, the world don’t care
i know when i’m down my bros gon be there
ya need a, hot shower, cold drink, hot meal
my brothers got you cuz we bros for real
and when times get rough
and it’s hard to deal
we smooth like b-tter and we’re solid like steel like…

[outro]
i’ve got the fire
if you’ve got the fuel, you feel me?

- shureshot hypothesis

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