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letra de i give you me - tijon

[intro]
light another one
turn me all the way up on this one
need you to feel me on this one
i give my heart
never short nothing
i give you…

[verse 1]
here’s to the life, here’s to the fame
here’s to the nights, here’s to the pain
here’s to the light, here’s to the rain
i paint the picture, here’s to the frame
here’s to the times, they said we would be nothing
lessons of humble, disguised in defeat
the triumph of struggle, adorned with conceit
calm of the wonder, cool in the heat
one parent mothers, nights with no heat
when we had nothing, your words were the treats
eat ’em like “emmm”, spit ’em back “ahhh”
never knew no one, never knew nothing
never knew nothing but hustle, so hustle
what the boy did, came from a bridge
learned in a veil, time would unveil
beautiful minds, blocked by a veil
caged in a h-ll, freed by a word
i built the board, you scr-ped your nails
some scream insanity, some say prevail
i built the cross, you struck the nail

[hook]
i gave you me, i gave you me
grit all the pain, i gave you me
never short nothing, i give you me
they gave you lies, i had the truth
they spoke of pride, i showed the proof
let it be written if this should live on
i gave you me, not a thought put beyond

[verse 2]
so here’s to the life, here’s to the fame
here’s to the nights, here’s to the pain
here’s to the light, here’s to the rain
i paint the picture, here’s to the frame
so cheers to the lies, cheers to the fake
cheers to this game, that we solemnly play
bless every rapper who claims he’s the greatest
and pray their reflection reflects their derangement
spittin’ broke bars, kit-kats?
be a shame if you didn’t say that sh-t’s wack
need a nike to the neck, chin check
how they run the game, n’ ain’t left the bench yet?
want to talk bricks, only dealt dimes
want to talk bad b-tches, never d-ck dimes
if the shoe fits sh-t, rock the kick right
but know a thick sock, don’t mean it fit right
so when the reals gone, whatcha gonna do?
standing in this bullsh-t, the scent seeps through
look around, see the real motherf-ckers gone
that’s why i put my soul, in these motherf-cking songs

[hook]

[verse 3]
this where we’re at, witness the times
witness my strength, see their demise
fists in the air, symbol of power
here’s where the weak come get f-cking devoured
i give my soul, signed and delivered
fed by the street, felt up the river
felt on those corners, felt on those blocks
where lions would cower, smoother than fox
come out what your wearing, whip on them blocks
stripped and it’s hocked, pigeons and pots
bubbled the crack, birth to the 80’s
fed to the children, nursed all the babies
formula f-cked, and then you ask why we crazy
government l-st put the lighters to rocks
choked by they smoke, then we’re k!lled by the cops
protect and serve? or to cage and to herd
we’re thrown to wolves, survival obscure
stacked all the odds, then ask why we mob
ask why we k!ll, ask where’s the love
look in the mirror, you made this us

[outro]
i gave you me, pen is the thought
ink is the mind, never run dry
never enough
let it be written if this should live on
i gave you me, not a thought put beyond

- tijon

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