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letra de ten toes - tobe nwigwe & tim woods

[chorus: tobe nwigwe & tim woods]
(i don’t care)
i don’t care if anybody ride for me
or my enemies try to slide on me
ten toes down without a nine on me
’cause who could be against if god for me?
though they try to block my purpose
take it to the the unemployment line
’cause it’s not working (it’s not working)

[verse 1: tim woods]
couldn’t hold me down, what was the hold up?
feet planted in the ground until i rose up
look at how hard they try to hoe us
they’ll smell the flowers ‘fore it’s over
they shouldn’t wanna stunt no more
they couldn’t even stunt my growth
they the ones who coming up short
if i gotta sleep with one eye closed
luckily, i got two more
they respect you in your field until you kneel in it
only way to keep the peace if they can k!ll with it
in a pickle but we don’t know how to dill/deal with it
ain’t nothing kosher about the culture but we still flipping
government cheese and free lunch into a meal ticket
love ain’t authentic, the drink is synthetic, we still sip it
i just got a taste for something real
when i find it, you’re invited to crack the seal
(i don’t care)

[chorus: tobe nwigwe & tim woods]
i don’t care if anybody ride for me
or my enemies try to slide on me
ten toes down without a nine on me
’cause who could be against if god for me?
though they try to block my purpose
take it to the the unemployment line
’cause it’s not working (it’s not working)

[verse 2: tobe nwigwe]
oh, look
i told god show face, he threw me a mirror
then said be weary of your gaze lest you be a fuhrer
my intent for putting pen to pad ain’t never been purer
that’s why i never trip on judgment from jaws of the jurors, oh
don’t judge me, love me
fat be on my head like scullys when my flow get rusty
so i must be tip top with a flow disgusting
enough to disrupt the flow of those that duck
the power of jah, you know the flow hard
you see all my scars, but give me applause
because i’m real
i show my naked on tracks and they ask how does it feel?
(inside)
word to d’angelo, i would dismantle your girls cameltoe
before them evangelicals taught me ’bout brown sugar
can’t turn my nose up at no one, they’d be done found boogers
but i still keep my ear to the street like a sound hooker

[bridge: tobe nwigwe and tim woods]
they can’t set us up (set me up)
we’ve upset them all
we’re always t’d up (t)
still we don’t play no golf
they don’t want smoke with us (no, they don’t)
they might have withdrawals
all those l’s we’d stuff
still we can’t take no
still we can’t take no loss

- tobe nwigwe tim woods

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