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New Testament (Outro)

アーティスト:Yukmouth  アルバム:Thug Lord: The New Testament  作詞:ELLIS JEROLD D JR/YUKMOUTH  作曲:DEAN MIKE 

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(Chorus - Kokane) If you lived my life You would straight commit suicide If you look into my eyes of my life You would straight commit suicide (Yukmouth) Lord I sacrafice my life Just to bring my mama back to life Just to bring my father back to life Just to bring my potnas back to life My father hustled slangin' slabs at night That got my mama addicted to crack and pipe Raised in the motherfuckin' 6-5 Village with no gas, no lights Hungry as fuck sleepin' on the floor with an appetite Me and my sister awake to buckshots and flashin' lights My father been in jail half his life Became a black geurrilla family soulja taught me how to slang blast it right Considered me a bastard right Family be the back stabbin' type My cousin's tried to have me blasted twice Y'all niggas live the average life Raised in the hills with the wife, then turn gangsta when ya grab the mic Nigga I only spit the facts of life From bein' homeless to sleepin' on them mats at nights To prayin' for my parents in the afterlife I still hear whispers, still shiver Still remember bein' a filthy ass field nigga Payless shoes, rocked clothes from Goodwill nigga Salvation Army just to eat my next meal nigga Where they slang to pay the bills nigga Y'all playin' doorbell ditch, I'm dodgin' bullets with them real killas Drug dealers with wild figgas, all the makin's of a foul nigga Lived off food stamps and medicare stickers The first and fifthtenth was like like Thanksgivin and Christmas Cause that's the only time we fitted with food up in the kitchen Little boys and girls listen I got so many homies in this world missin' for tryna twirl chickens Where they taught to pack berattas, stack cheddar When the Village was termed the Felix Mitchell, D and Black era Real goodfellas, the whole Ville was down for whatever Protected by three letters, crazy like Micheal Shellers Fool I been round since niggas was screamin' rollers Comin' down finham When Felix Mitchell shut the block didown I'm from the block were niggas get killed and shot While the neighbors sit in the window and watch, don't call the cops I'm from the block were the twelve year old is gotta play pops To support my mama and sister, gotta slang rocks Aim glocks, dodge stray shots, runnin' from cops hoppin' fences Relentless dreams of havin' a mansion mobbin' Benzes I used to have visions until I copped my first sentence For a eleven, three, fifty tossed me a year I straight pimped it An I lost several ramps, doin' time at camp Rollin' dice for stamps, Y-A commitment if I bamp Got out with a plan, call Garick my man They whole time I was locked I


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