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letra de another day - tha realest

[chorus]
i’ve come too far
from where i started from
listen!
this is what she said:
n-body told me that the road
would be easy
i don’t believe he brought me this far
to leave me…

[intro: tha realest]
dear god, i just need to see
’cause i’m prayin’ everyday
not gon’ stop
i just need to see
i just need to see…!

[verse 1: tha realest]
i waken to gunshots on my block
let me see what these cops got
my mind plots
but i really need to detox
been on a crash course
imma give ’em what they asked for
f-ck task force
empty out the cash drawer
i’m broke as f-ck, so i don’t give a f-ck
i’m out of breath
any n-gg- gets touched
my eyes are teary, so don’t come near me
imma put you on the news
motherf-cker ya hear me?
another day i’m gettin’ changed, n-gg- a harder way
put a plan down, motherf-cker make a smarter play
i’m a n-gg- like i’m timbuktu but empty ya pocktets my n-gg-
’cause i don’t trust you
shame on you, you made me pull my thang on you
how dare you, to even think that you can compare to
well, i’m tha realest, i’m a mad man, you feel me?
another day i wake up, it’s a n-gg- that’s tryna k!ll me
for real, g!

[verse 2: young n-ble]
yeah
everyday i wake up, thank god that i’m here
a young old head
i’m young with grey hair, i done seen too much too young
i’m labeled as a veteran
novacane for the pain
my music like medicine
the streets is numb
it’s about where you headed
it don’t matter where you from
try to make it out the slum
lotta n-gg-s ain’t here
some dead, some doin’ that bid
now another n-gg- raisin’ ya kid
they say life is like a game of ceelo
talkin’ to god, dancin’ with the devil
one foot in these streets, one foot in the grave
we just tryna get paid and see another day
outlaw!

[verse 3: tha realest]
i just seen mike brown get murdered on them ferguson streets
and you wonder why is blacks ain’t got love for police
ain’t no peace
i ask god to help me, believe
but all i see is corruption in these f-cked up streets
i got a plan but i really need to speak with obama
listen to me: all my youngstas jumpin’ out with they choppers
on my momma, i’m tired of hittin’ my knees and prayin’
’cause don’t think that n-body hears the sh-t that i’m sayin’
to do the right sh-t ’cause overseas we fightin’ with isis
people beheaded and we’re the ones that’s payin’ the price
it’s so gruesome, but jesus tell me where is the truth from
am i dumb, for still for you to come?
i’m so numb
rappers out here paintin’ their fingernails
wearin’ women’s clothes, kissin’ men for their record sales
i’m hearin’ yells from my n-gg-s is jail cells
i’m ’bout to k!ll a c.o. ’cause they know they can’t post bail
n-gg-!

[outro: tha realest]
i’m so motherf-ckin’ tired
my last friend just became my next enemy
got all this stupid–ss sh-t goin’ on in the world right now
motherf-ckers doin’ drive-by’s and still hittin’ the wrong motherf-ckers
babies gettin’ smoked still
so i must still do what i’m supposed to do
say f-ck anybody
my mind’s f-cked up now
the planet’s spinnin’ the wrong direction in my eyesight
i don’t trust n-body no more
i dont want n-body around
i’m like a ticket time [?]
it’s just another day
my n-gg- young n-ble
tha realest
f-ck everybody [?]

-not guilty-

- tha realest

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