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letra de versace rap - vince staples

[verse 1]
i asked my mama what’s the key to life, she told me she ain’t know
she just try to take it day to day, and pray i make it home
made me wonder for a second, til i felt my weapon
falling out my pocket, then walked inside my room before she saw it
never had a happy home, stability’s a problem
evictions from apartments, prison letters from my father
all a n-gga ever knew, if it wasn’t for rashard or ray
i probably would be shot today, they taught a loc survival
my teachers said i had a vibrant mind, but a tarnished shine
doing violent crimes, put the money in my pockets
gave it to my mom, but when a n-gga had a chance
never asked where it was from, happy that i lent a hand
the day my grandfather died, i grew into a man
around the same time i first pulled a trigger
i prayed it didn’t hit him, but after awhile i ain’t care
as long as a n-gga still here, right?

[verse 2]
never had belief in christ, cus in the pictures he was white
same color as the judge that gave my hood repeated life
sentences for little sh-t, church i wasn’t feeling it
why the preacher charge tell us everything gon be alright
knew what it was for, still i felt that it was wrong
till i heard chef call himself god in the song
and it all made sense, cus we can’t do sh-t
but look inside the mirror once it all goes wrong
you fix your own problems, tame your own conscience
all that holy water sh-t is nothing short of nonsense
not denying christ, i’m just denying n-ggas options
cus prayer never moved my grandmama out of compton
i prayed for my cousin, but them n-ggas still shot him
invest in a gun, cause them n-ggas still got them
and won’t sh-t stop em from popping you in broad day
hope that choir pew bulletproof or you gon’ pay

[verse 3]
money was the motive, florence, california, cutting corners
trying catch a n-gga slipping just to blaze him that sabonis (what?)
chamber long as tommy chambers n-gga meet your maker
as-salamu leave em lakeside, bells can’t save em
when them sh-lls start raining, guess my mama didn’t raise me right
too busy paying christ to wash away her sins
but i’m the only one that’s f-cked up in the end?
that’s the sh-t that happens when you put a book before your kids
the only girl i ever loved turned into a b-tch
if i ever see her and i got a gun, she getting hit
that’s as honest as it gets, i’ve done a lot of sh-t
i ain’t proud of, but i wouldn’t trade it in for heaven
11 mac-11’s, and a tre 57
bet that sh-t will get to talking if you ever got a question
never met a person worth trying to impress
so consider this a murder when it’s 5 inside your chest

- vince staples

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