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letra de gutter tales - verbz, mr slipz

[verse 1]
tryin’ to connect the dots
got me balancin’ stress
panickin’ when i’m out of reach of a pad and a pen
can’t gather what it means to be a man where i step
uneducated and unaware, fallin’ in debt
these past years mask tears that i ought to regret
a lot was lost to the fear that i kept
an honest man though, my peers still appear in the mess
situations tend to escalate in face of your rep
debatin’ the steps to take to eliminate threats
would you walk away or arm yourself with a blade to protect?
you and your mates and the code of respect
embedded deep within the hearts of most kids on the ends
for most kids on the ends the cycle the same
from hittin’ stains to blazin’ a ten
ain’t sayin’ i’m a saint, me? i relate with a pen
see men left in a state cuz of the fate that they met
we the same, lost faith from the days on the bench
comin’ home late, chillin’ on the ‘states with friends
rebels without cause, peddelin’ draws for pens
short of sense and caught in these awkward trends
quick to bend rules
jumpin’ the fence from school to burn blems wit’ friends and throw names on walls
and back then, used to think we were cool
followed home by the stench of the peng we pulled
nowadays youths irate
invested in tools to fight a fabricated war that they’re sure to lose
can’t escape, everybody’s got a point to prove
hearts full of rage, waitin’ to make a move
many hide behind a face you would have thought that you knew
so don’t let em where you lay, ?
the cost is a lot, so make sure to watch what you do
cause it ain’t safe in the land of the lost for true

[chorus]
these are the gutter tales
knife crime and white cells
? on the pipe spells livin’s a lot?
from the gutter where the youngin’s got monotonous plots
some wanna leave, others stay harkin’ the block
for da hungry it’s the peeps
money’s all that you got
it’s a lot when you stuck up in this bottomless spot
and there’s more to these streets once you see what you’d lost
but you gotta take a chance to forget and be gone

[verse 2]
another lonely sunset
stood embracin’ the grey settin’
i blow smoke to unknown heavens
pour liquor with the close brethren
and with every old lesson i met with i question my strength in these times of reflection
my pen stroke holds essence
wrong road with no direction
blindly following my need for affection
oh did i mention can’t seem to address this
need for dependence, one of my imperfections
drownin’ in depths of deception i’m kept in
these words serve as remembrance
surfin’ the earth still swervin’ repentance
like every other kid that grew up in the southern section
younger days chillin’ on curbs my worth questioned
upon this rugged turf guns burst with a vengeance
lessons ain’t learned, we search to find better
these words i wrote for those feelin’ the pressure
battlin’ the weather, stuck managin’ these measures
we’re forced to perceive in order to reach better
defeat? never
i speak on beats, my heart bleeds peace for my gs on street that hold heat for beef that won’t cease till a gs wet up
some won’t see that these streets are a set up
minds deceived, blind by greed
i chase nothin’ i don’t need while i plant these seeds
and nowadays i just can’t believe
the way a few youths are movin’ to harbor peace
can’t blame them, we dream of what we hardly reach
who’s to say i ain’t the same when i preyed on the weak
now i just need sp-ce and a chance to speak
runnin’ the race at my own pace, these achin’ feet
carry me places some won’t get the day to see

- verbz mr slipz

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