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letra de heartless - the legendary traxster

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1st verse:
i used to make sense of the streets
now it just isn’t computing…
gangsters would open they mouth
put them kids in the house
before they start shooting…
now it just ain’t no compassion
n-ggas grandmothers is targets…
murder rate steady increasing
they say that she is the harshest…
you got some babies? be cautious!
make sure you keep em in sight
they might get k!lled cuz they father
a little too deep in this life…
i’m trying to even the fight…
they don’t care where they start shooting..!
to them your daughter some b-tch
to you she a honor roll student…
her mama just hollering, hooting
holding her baby that’s dead…
he wasn’t part of the gang
just some sh-t he would post on the web…
this isn’t how i was bred
i had to adapt to the times…
just cuz a short 13
don’t mean he ain’t strapped with a 9…
i’m feeling so trapped in my mind
i might have to murder a kid…
cuz somebody gave em a gun
the devil a son of a b-tch…
it’s like we don’t know why we was mad..?
this sh-t ain’t copacetic…
he going home to new york
my n-gga’s going to heaven…
cuz they so heartless…..
hook:
heartless…
ain’t no pity felt…
every man for himself…
only rule that still apply…
heartless…
and the bodies keep piling
cuz these n-ggas wiling
so it’s k!ll or die!
heartless…
the streets so…
heartless…
these n-ggas so…
heartless…
them bullets so…
heartless…
and i’m so…
heartless…!

2nd verse:
i wish y’all would pray for my city
while y’all pray for the paris attacks…
do y’all care about innocent lives
or just sharing embarrassing facts..?
they blame the parents for that
daddy can’t get on parole
mama is working a job
shorty is outta control…
ogs is sending em off
they put the heat in his hand…
he think that taking a life
is just part of being a man…
he saw his brother get k!lled
his heart full of hatred and pain…
these are the n-ggas he blame…
don’t think it make em insane..?
year after year this sh-t
how could we not become numb…
it’s hard to believe in a god
but them we believe in a gun…
police is k!lling us too
got no respect for the law…
take em an hour to come
only a second to draw…
mexico’s sending us dope
we sell, and we think we the plug…
but you play around with they money
they’ll k!ll everybody you love…
these rappers ain’t telling the truth
ain’t nothing about none of this cool…
something is wrong with this sh-t
when a girl bring a gun to the school…
to do something heartless…..

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