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Don Da Menace - Droppin' Jewels текст песни

Исполнитель: Don Da Menace

альбом: Droppin' Jewels


Miscarried all my methods
Reading between da lines got to hectic
Now I'm just a heckler
Questioned every message till this day I can not help it
Damn this Misconception
Got some cards chilling in da crevice
If I pull em way too soon I'd get boiled
Ima devil
I thought I lived this level right
But I had it backwards damn near this whole time
How can I get realigned?
Searching for that "peace of mind"
Digging for a deeper find
Late fees, illegal fines
Plug meets, family ties
My brother tryna recognize
Everyday a different side
A seed could grow a tree in Time
Stressing only crease da mind
Unfolding all these dollar signs
The green don't mean it coincide
With riches, bitches, all da shine
Skating on this like I grind
Nine six one eight zero nine
Run and play da lotto then
Convince me not to buy a hollow tip
Playing vigilante
Look at where my dollars went
Straight to causing violence here
Damn, where my problems went
I forgot solution now I'm losing all my fucking hair
Turning gray by the day
How can I show I care when I know really don't
We don't play that fake, I won't
Socializing is a joke
I don't even got that hope
So why would I come around
Ring you round my rope
Timber, we off da boat
laugh if it stayed afloat
Is it all jokes
I believe there's truth in everything
That's why there's no holes In my story
More solid than da diamond on your wedding ring
Yes, I send a ring when I step in room
Yea I set da tone
That's a sonic boom
Got you mumbling, knocked your letters off
Like it was never sent in da mail at all
I'm ahead, I'm tall
I could really fall if I really chose
That's affecting every cause
Everything I lost
When I got it back It all got it fucking tossed
Oh my god I'm gone
What am I to do
Gotta bust a move, make a couple licks
Sell a couple a nicks
Niggas doing what
They ain't doing shit
Still hopping trains
Fuck that Uber shit
I don't need a lift or a hand out
I don't need a gift
The present damned out
They think I'm heaven sent But I'm jammed out
Packed, full of shit
Learned a lot shit
Uncle Charlie still a crip, A blood affiliate
I don't get this shit
Birdie chirping loud and he still a bitch
All that gossiping
I might not deal with shit
Until I get a grip
There I go again bringing violence in
What done corrupted me
Bring da silence in
On da land of free
Everything got fees
I ain't ask for these
Throw it in da trash with da rest of me
They say not to give a fuck What you thought of me but shit it's stressing me
Now its like you ain't give a chance just get da rest of me Or let me grow up
It all got tore up before I glowed up or stepped my flow up
Now it's like
Now it's like always choked up
But you know what
The fool get hit once but twice was no luck

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