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Raz Simone
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These Kids Throw Rocks
It doesn't help that I have to perform miracles Before I get the recognition that my peers get shown I remember they told me, 'Spit it in a clearer tone You too raspy, youngin', you sound too old' But I live in a place where people's dreams go to die So excuse me if I have wrinkles on my brow or under my eyes My momma found truth in her stomach amongst some of the lies Gettin' raped by a close friend could fuck up your life But some good could come in disguise There's quite a thin line between love and despise I touch in her thighs, she feels the numb in her spine I'm fuckin' her mind, havin' a threesome, making love to a crime This is the year of the plentiful The successful career of a criminal When the monk priest decides it's time to hit the road The Saturday when the Rabi decides to lift a load Flipping through vogue, skipping a few stones through the sea The lack of a healthy fear like, what could God do to me? I move with ease through the things people usually hoot and scream about Lose they dreams about, decide to choose an easier route We need a drought just so we can know we need the clouds We need a jury just so we can go and beat the trial Feet in the Nile from all the salt these niggas speakin' out They writin' checks they can't cash, I had to freeze accounts Greasy mouths, the type a friends to hit the weed and bounce I studied horticulture just so I could weed them out The bitch niggas that get beat up, go home and beat they spouse We don't all participate, but at least we allow
I like my car parked up the block Take my tech deck out and keep me doors locked
Cause these kids throw rocks in These kids don't got aim
I have to flow 10 times harder than these Seattle cats Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Who make albums out of battle raps They niggas snitch on em an then they tattle back It's sad, they use up more of the drugs that they have then they've ever trapped I front em a pack and I never ask for the cheddar back Cus they must need it Rehab is above they budget cap I wish there was a law that only Real Niggas could fuckin rap They mug at me I'm buckin back Whoops there goes another strap Fuckin Raz You Fuckin right, I Fuckin spazz I was taught never shoot a shot with a shaking hand Glad I had an absent father, not an angry dad Being a bastard child never made me mad You have to be sitting down or laying down ta take a stand I'm knocking on pearly gates Standin on golden floors The demons are scared to say my name; Voldemort Hold a sword Go to war Chop a neck wit no remorse Then preened I give a fuck when I go ta court,, Deep wounds,-
Strangled souls with open sores I did what any D boy does when they close the ports an shit Resorted to more resourcefulness Extortionist, turn a rich man to a contortionist
I like my car parked up the block Take my tech deck out and keep me doors locked Cause these kids throw rocks in These kids don't got aim
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