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letra de what shall it profit? - torey d'shaun & 3700nesso

part i

[intro]
right this way
now for one of my personal favorite pieces

[verse 1: torey d’shaun]
i know this dude named-
he told me he got the results
maybe got a baby comin’, and it’s all his fault
one in a vault
beat his baby momma young and tried as an adult
how ironic he was charged with battery and assault, uh
went and cheated on her and thought the doctor was cappin’
but he got that magic johnson for thinking this johnson magic
his daughter grew up off of that trauma her dad brought her
she liked aggressive boys and the whole cycle restarted
now she a pregnant momma, tried to get rid of it, but didn’t have the money
fell in love with the child, went from hard as rock to sweet as honey
she was in a dark place, but he was light, she named him sunny
sunny died, she asked god, “why did you take my baby from me?”
mad at god, she started wilin’ out
got wit’ a gang member
put her through a lot, but she numb to it, the pain in her
at least she protected with him, the lord already let her down
another son was born, but this time on purpose like flagrant foul
daddy still huggin’ the block, so momma left to raise a man
all the men she knew broke her down so there ain’t no buildin’ plan
“get up you better not cry, get up and fix your face”
that’s what she said
he bottled up emotions so when he popped, all he seen was red
his titi knew he had a rough life, she used to pick him up when he was havin’ a hard day
dave & busters, bumpin’ lecrae
auntie looked at julia like her kid, ’cause she ain’t had one
she praised god through confusion when she lost her last son
he loved titi-, but found identity in his pops and ’em
she prayed for her brother, but-
death said “it’s me again”
senior was in junior life from preschool up to senior high
now junior high off pills at his daddy funeral like “who am i?”
sat next to his auntie, she crying still sayin’ “god is great”
but since his daddy die, that faith in god started to fade away
at least he got the gang, ’cause the lord already let him down
god ain’t nothin’ but santa claus, ’cause his presence can’t be found
[bridge]
ayo, i heard that boy junior [?]
he really trippin’ since his pops died
we need to get up there and check on him

[verse 2: torey d’shaun]
when you hopeless, the devil smell it when it’s on you
it’s all over junior, no telling what he gon’ do
he feel like money won’t fail him, he chasin’ it forever
buckeyes, robberies, kickin’ domes, he really wit’ whatever
titi church been praying for junior, but he made up his mind
now he in the street
s-x, money, murder, the scat pack, all the power like jack-jack
got the heat line on ’em in the h-llcat
women, power, money, fame, for your soul, what’s the gai-

[bridge]
and as we see here, junior has completely hardened his heart

part ii

[verse 1: torey d’shaun]
daddy dead, so i don’t care ’bout life no more, like “what you mean?”
titi told me h-ll is real, i love her but she h-lla
cuzzo boopie told me “don’t do it”, i’m hard-headed, i’m ruthless
only thing i pray is that these big bullets don’t jam my ruger
smokin gas, floatin’
can’t see my body, first-person shooter
she want me to come through, i said “in her dreams”, freddy kruger
sn-tch a charger straight out the wall, the way i be robbin’ plugs
since a youngin’, been with them members
bangin’ been in my blood
[verse 2: 3700nesso & torey d’shaun]
micro-drac’ gon’ shake the club
7-6-2, eat ’em up
new booty supercharge on this beamer, ain’t no catchin’ us
i’m slimin’ with paint up in my heart, just like a ghetto slug
ain’t talkin’ no football but (this here) gon’ make ’em huddle up
came from nothin’ momma knew the struggling i had to cuddle rugs
stopped talkin’ to jesus, married the streets, i fell in love
me and lil’ torey used to stay fightin’ now we be gettin’ to it
hit is beeper, like when you make it, get out of east saint lou-

part iii

[interlude: torey d’shaun]
pick up the phone, your baby gone
pick up the phone, your baby gone
pick up the phone
(i’m sorry to tell you, we have bad news, mrs. jenkins)
pick up the phone, your son gone
pick up the phone, your son gone
pick up the phone
(your son son was murdered earlier tonight at about 10:30)
pick up the phone, your daddy gone
pick up the phone, your daddy gone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone, your partner gone
pick up the phone, your brother gone
pick up the phone
[verse]
death and god on the same side, god, how you expect me to know that?
death and god on the same side, got the same jersey on like a throwback
death and god on the same side, god how you expect me to know that? (we’re sorry)
how you expect me to know that? (we’re sorry)
how you expect me to know that?
was junior prodigal or he is perishing, honestly boopie just don’t wanna know
junior daddy told him “snitches get stitches”, but titi told us you reap what you sow
i wish every story had a good endin’, but choice directed this part of the show
choice is directing this part of the show
choice is directing this part of the-

- torey dshaun 3700nesso

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