letra de huey - vince exito
[verse 1: vince exito]
my homie told me he was a fan of sipping 40’s on the block lonely
looking for trouble,”the devil on me i keep the heat up on me”
he live for nights like this, and lighting spliffs
and doing the darkness under the sun but still contemplatin his righteousness
cuz n-ggas scheme on the regular, and’ll split your bean for the cheddar
you better duck when you hear the berretta’s come
its a hard knock life like a jay-z album
i’m in the middle like malcolm
i wonder what is the outcome?
“n-gga p-ss that sh-t and turn up the volume”
and i’d rather kiss a joint than to listen
but they’re shaq at the stripe, missing the point
[chrous]
cuz when the sun goes down, i hope my dreams don’t eventually die
cuz delegates always lie then i ask why
nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain
nothing lasts forever but until they close the curtains
its them and i, the rebel guys
[verse 2: vince exito]
people wonder how the rose grew from the concrete in a land where n-ggas are pistol gripping
was it written for my n-ggas not to have sh-t to p-ss in?
and bad boys carry pistons and leave your soul in trenches
heavyweights without the t-tle, feeling sonny liston
forever living my vision, hope i don’t spot a shooter
trying to blaze a bullet and put the daylight through my medulla
trying to escape my nightmares, i’m having trouble shaking
death around the corner, looking over shoulders, double taking
cuz n-ggas use their iron daily, talking nickel plating
and you running from the truth my n-gga stick to races
im just telling stories seen off of these different faces
cuz they can’t say nothing on a daily basis
oh brother, duck for cover
when you in a land filled with cold blooded motherf-ckers
its like im on the brink of insanity
and why sleep when death up in the family tree?
[chrous]
cuz when the sun goes down, i hope my dreams don’t eventually die
cuz b-tches always lie then i ask why
nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain
nothing lasts forever but until they close the curtains
its them and i, the rebel guys
[verse 3: t.l.]
the judge throwing books at my n-ggas like its the thing to do
dog eat dog world, its either me or you
and it ain’t gon be me my n-gga
im sn-tching the crown like they sn-tched that chain from shy glizzy
but i know i ain’t gon give it back
we took a l, we had to get it back
no d-lineman i had to get a sack
of that loud and move like a queen on the chessboard
but y’all be around squares, y’all playing checkers
but i’m off them board games
im getting board lames
vince just lit the j silent like he saying jorge
ima f-ck the game, i ain’t really into foreplay
stick with the team, these n-ggas sweet as a sorbet
its a cold game, bring your coat
im in the booth with colombian, yeah this sh-t is dope
if trump is elected, i know it ain’t gon be no f-ckin hope
ima hop on a plane and get ghost to another coast
yeah im gone
[chrous]
cuz when the sun goes down, i hope my dreams don’t eventually die
cuz n-ggas always lie then i ask why
nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain
nothing lasts forever but until they close the curtains
its them and i, the rebel guys
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