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letra de the news & observer (intro) - wan gray

[intro:]
yeah
it’s wan gray
raleigh days
news and observer
the raleigh times
check it

[hook:]
all we gotta do i live it right cause
n-ggas these days ain’t acting right
born in raleigh, inside the jungle
surrounded by chemicals, gun blast, they hustle
paint pictures like warhol, and picasso
paint picture like kodak, in my old school
i rap for dead residents who live inside my streets can’t knock my hustle for the goals that i’m reaching

[verse 1]
all i need is one mic, one pen no need to hesitate
booth is my b-tch, watch me f-ck and penetratе
one jesus to teach mе the ways his father did
bl–dy mary, nope i don’t drink, as y’all wish
spill my will, my healing, like a therapist
came to win, to my surprise, bet on me losing
it’s dark and the city is hot, 500 degrees
made it out the trees with my grades got my diploma
all my life i’ve been boxed in being deceitful
play games with me, break the cube like nintendo
my music to you feels like a golf channel, must be boring
getting to the green going for par, no bogeying
back with the hustle, got straps in my duffle
streets like call of duty, got guns for all the trouble
who wanna tussle, leave bullsh-t to the doctors
and they got the nerve to say we never listen ya
[hook:]
all we gotta do i live it right cause
n-ggas these days ain’t acting right
born in raleigh, inside the jungle
surrounded by chemicals, gun blast, they hustle
paint pictures like warhol, and picasso
paint picture like kodak, in my old school
i rap for dead residents who live inside my streets can’t knock my hustle for the goals that i’m reaching

[verse 2]
all i need is one friend, one fan to help me elevate
one person like lisa to ease my pain
the one who fears is not made perfect in love
john said don’t judge by appearance because
the world against me like pac, odds stacking up
count my luck, but i made it past 21
so many jobs on decline, depression rising up
countries going to war, assassinate the sons
assassinate the funds, arrest donald trump
joe spending money to countries who need love
always thought freedom was our way get out
can’t you see the damage we’re doing as earthlings?
no strings attached, i’m in sync, i’ll never stop
may lord the watch the little brother on the spot
a note to the author, i’m the publisher
had enough topics in my head, i’ll address them
[hook:]
all we gotta do i live it right cause
n-ggas these days ain’t acting right
born in raleigh, inside the jungle
surrounded by chemicals, gun blast, they hustle
paint pictures like warhol, and picasso
paint picture like kodak, in my old school
i rap for dead residents who live inside my streets can’t knock my hustle for the goals that i’m reaching

- wan gray

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