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letra de born all over - skribbal

(skribbal)
i roll windows down
always keep my eyes on that motherf-ckin’ crown
if i gotta fight, imma put you in the ground
since i was a youngin i ain’t been the one to clown
sittin’ in the sound..
pops gettin’ lit with them sick boys
i was in the corner, writing sh-t down
at nine years old i was grown, on my own
a child of the state forced in a foster home
orphaned, all i had was music and a dream
writing every minute, i was using it to breathe
finally found a way to calm the beast through the ink
beneath my hardened heart was a child feelin’ weak
black eyed freak, dirty clothes, dirty feet
dirty scumbag fam, i heard they cook speed
never snitched once, learned to keep my mouth shut
any narc comin’ round gettin’ dropped to they knees

(hook)
(skribbal)
all i had was music and a dream
gets me through the day cause the pain don’t stop
hip hop gets me through the day
hip hop gets me through the day
hip hop get me through the day
cause the pain don’t stop
(big left)
they always told me what i can’t do or can’t be
when i was livin’ on the street by the curb on the corner
believed in myself and the pen, then my father was k!lled
moms two jobs lived on coffee and pills
on the real no telling all the mics i k!lled
blocked out memories just to numb the feel
my kids caught it bad cause their dad was sk!lled
time spent in the lab instead of paying the bills
concrete jungle, humble with the have-not
crack spot, flip doe, turn it into have-lots
and i ain’t sayin’ its right so i write my life
in each noun, verb, syllable type
i laughed in the face of death until i faced death
drank most my dinner and christmas ain’t came yet
bronx motherf-cker, wrote the bible on this rap sh-t
past tense, post-mortem, brother’s in a casket

(hook)
(skribbal)
all i had was music and a dream
gets me through the day cause the pain don’t stop
hip hop gets me through the day
hip hop gets me through the day
hip hop get me through the day
cause the pain don’t stop
(bridge)
(skribbal)
black eyed children
black eyed children
right next door the horror just keeps buildin’
black eyed child, vile when i grip mics
i smile when i rip right through they wind pipes with this hip hop
gets me through the day cause the pain don’t stop

- skribbal

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