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Talking To The World

アーティスト:Jim Jones  アルバム:On My Way To Church 

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[Jim Jones] I grew up in the 'jects, five inch what I press Fry way to hold a tec, live bait I'm so brazy man In them pissy staircases, we just sittin here Waitin with them crystal clear cases tryin to make a sale When that wreck came around, I'm in the trench with my pound I'm pitchin you cracks and the bench is my mound (what's good) It ain't no freezin this game, I'm in the freezin the rain Tryin to make G's off the 'caine so I can freeze up a chain (Jacob!) Or put the Spre's on the thang (spinners!) So I can speed through the game (vroom!) That's why I think kinda different, and some think that I'm twisted Cause I smoke too much, and I drink 'til I'm twisted (I'm on point) I'm tryin to maintain to stay afloat (that's right) Cause that main game of shavin coke is goin down the tubes (that's a wrap) That's why I'm downin booze, I stay surround by dudes That chew down my food, bon appetit - chow time [Jim Jones] The purple, HAZE, keep scorchin and burnin Nightmares at night I wake up in sweat, tossin and turnin (I can't sleep) I'm light on my sleep, I can't get a wink, I might miss somethin I think if I blink I might miss somethin (what happened what happened) Constantly rollin up haze (uh-huh) As I stomp through this block man they throwin up treys (Eastside) We from the streets, know the struggle, know the hustle Know the hook, know to cut it, know to double (know that price)


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