Story Behind The Song

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Song Description

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Lyrics

Man common sense and some realness and I promise that you can feel this
So peep what prophetic skill is while I tell you what the deal is
I got ghetto folks I got rich folks, I got hard timers I got cutthroats
And everybody don did some dirt so most folks be like what hope
If we aint screamin out loud then we showin it through our actions
Young girl found dead two to the head, my God, whats happenin
Was it dope related of course nowadays everybody in that shit
Dealers takin out dope insurance so they can get paid when they get hit
Tryin to get what they can get from the crack ladies with crack babies
Been getting blowed since back in the 80?s, Lord have mercy, come save us
Cause we don past pointing fingers we don gave em the rope to hang us
And dumb niggas don?t see the danger tryin to move away from all this anger
Rather spend they change with strangers cause they say that they can change us
But if you helping anybody my nigga its yaself cause it damn sho aint us
A straight sucka ass lame that cant see the white folks game
But if I catch you ?fore game over my nigga im gon make you feel some things
Oh you know what the school board tried to do, make the babies walk to school
Take away they buses and they money and create a whole population of fools
You ask what city this happen in, where the hell that?s goin on
Man its my version of every city, my home, my song
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Hearin voices in my head telling me its all good yall
Hopin that the words that we speak be understood yall
Come up out the hood like, nigga getcha mind right
Pennin this poetry letting you know that this is our life
Verse 2
Standin on the line to vote this dude don told me I look just like my daddy
When I get down on my knees I thank the Lord that they had me
Brought ya boy into this world destination to be a man
Tomella and Tommy they raised me right ya understand
I got my pencil in my hand and my notebook on my lap
Im startin off with empty pages endin up with these raps
We getting daps from the niggas we getting hugs from the broads
Cause we be spittin them verses that burst the studio walls
Aint no reason or cause to pause we tryin to come up
Treat these tracks like sacks we gon burn em from night to sunup
And when its all said and done up sewed up tight like a stitch
Will you be remembered like a man or forgot like a bitch
Poor or rich everybody gotta play they own part
Make my spark in the dark with this rappin spittin hard
Im thankin the Lord cause I know he been good to me
From Decatur rhyming greater spittin truth and getting free-who me
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Verse 3
Im 25 years old thankin the Lord for everything
From blessin my mother with her son to blessin her son with some game
Raw uncut like cocaine im spittin truth out the booth
Hopin somebody feelin what I felt when they playin this music
See to me its bigger than just chasin the women and the loot
Voices in my head telling me to speak to the youth
Because dozens upon dozens of us are being incarcerated
Many they do deserve it but plenty the system hated
Made it seem like our people all just junkies and criminals
Faded because the message that they sent was subliminal
Compensation is minimal but im tryin to maximize to my fullest potential
And open up doors with this rhyming for my folks yall
Livin out our hopes and our dreams dreams
Pushin big body Mercedes so fresh and so clean clean
Just tryin to live my life and do something here to the good
Spit it the way I live just hope it be understood
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Verse 4
Man its been a long hard road trying to reach these riches and these cadillacs
That I seen up in my dreams born from TV and paperbacks
Just the thought of paper stacks, that I earned from rap tracks
Got me snappin like rat traps guardin my cheese from the snatchback
Tryin to make my snaps back with every microphone I spit at
Same time im sheddin light and I hope that yall get that
Hoopin for daps and hugs nuthin but love from my folks when I get back
Talking bout that jackpot shit, hell yeah, we don hit that
I cant take all the credit, so with my dog, im gon split that
I couldnta done it without my family so with yall im gon kick back
I couldnta done it without my folks, so to yall I give this track
And its dedicated to Decatur, the city where I live at
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