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letra de stranger in the midst - z-ro

i’m a stranger in the midst, a star
i’m dodging death with every breath, because my world is torn
you hate me now, but see me lay a pistol in my palm
it’s a hustling team, but still we thugging on, my word is born

[z-ro]
they lay me down, lay the pistol in my palm, must thought
it was over, when they put two in my back plus put one in my arm
but i’m a soldier, ain’t traveling toward no tunnel with no bright light
i kick it with murderers, steady busting gun shots
and a kin, of any one of my enemies
drowning in marijuana, codeine, sherm and hennessy
i’m outside of my mind, but i’m not trying to find a way back
cause i live by it and die by it, i’m talking about my strap
4-4, she be the only lady showing me love
n-gg-z get nervous when they see us, cause they know we thug
military minded, but i’m trying to mind my own
n-gg-z running up on my ride, got me in a friense brandishing my weapon
ain’t no second guessing, release first live life
i’m busting on motherf-ckers, and touching they wind pipe
i got a bullet up in the chamber, bullet up in the chamber
run n-gg- run, cause your -ss in some danger

[hook – 2x]

[klondike kat]
first things first off top, mama raised no fool
i was brought up in that south, in the swamps dropping too smooth
hustling taking life, it ain’t as trifling
never will get catched dog, and corrupt sn-tching this
i be just, kicking the game while i’m young and
you should be thinking the same, don’t be dumb
a small heart and a soft -ss, that an’t gon lasted
i’m watching all my n-gg-z, i grew up before in a casket
some sad sh-t i seen in myself, pulling reefer
black history, that was taught by my teacher
go to pimping tina next do’, i know she tweaking
but i ain’t know she better hits know, until i be dead
young n-gg- what you seeking, outside looking in
i’m here on this black top, confused with a flat top
they got dope in the streets, cause the game
i’m a stranger with no name, i’m for the fame my n-gg-

[hook – 2x]

[z-ro]
i’m a stranger, cause i’m a n-gg- you ain’t seen
face to face with death, b-tch n-gg- you can’t scream
better cherish this your last breath, cause you done walked
into an unfed guerilla, n-gg- now witness your last step
i was creeping, with the sawed off
in a rage bo’guard, blowing n-gg-z b-lls off
i’m the reaper, touching fellas on madula-oblan-gatta
will i ever regret it, i think nada

[klondike kat]
i got this evil balling up inside, riding with my 4-5
and it’ll be in my blood, i hope it’s gon before i die
grown men we don’t cry, about it
just put our straps up real high, then we walk about it
gon be about it till i’m gone, i’m a gator boy
knock the tops off a hater, for that paper boy
i’m just a stranger ain’t asking for sh-t, then ask for life
but the lord gave in, and you know he sha’ll take it away

- z ro

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