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[Andre Nickatina]
Powerful...Powerful [Equipto] I remember he told me Calm down... (X4) Yeah, God forgives my soul when I`m doin bad The pain I feel when livin life too fast So calm down was the words that I heard last My eardrums are still numb from the first blast I couldn`t turn back, past the grave Into my head for the dead, puttin ash in graves And I smoke with the spirit, so feel me rise Up in the clouds, from now up until we die It`s like that I sat all through the star spangle Lookin for a light to guide me to an angel Gotta be smart and hide behind all the answers When everything`s dark my heart is full of anger [Andre Nickatina] I`d rather be a bull for day Then a goat forever My life is a joke so whatever Man, primetime reason and rhyme You know the rhyme be the reason Slingshots at Chuck Taylors it`s the season There is no state of the art or no special effects Its just money, politics in these projects And you imagine your a playboy that`s kickin it live But in his own damn mind yo he`s doin time Now that`s deeper then the craters on the moon Crushin up weed in the back dressin room I hate to be greedy but I love to be greedy I hope the little guy love me, but don`t be me I do it like a genie, blaze in a beanie Lifetime contract and no you can`t free me Kweezy... [Equipto] Yeah we live and die its all for the cash flow Don`t get replies, I`m high and react cold (?) I don`t know why, I couldn`t explain it Lost focus of the love in an innocent way Live for today, hey I`ma escape to the music To try to make up for all the wrong that I`m doin I swear I know better, but so far gone And no God hear the cry out in every song Its upon everybody, through moons and stars Rise or fall, I`m dead with my open arms [Andre Nickatina] Man it`s such a rush that I get When the money spent and all the dope is lit Man this is how I repent I keep a devil`s eye on tigas that spit the gift And is it true in the afterlife the souls a trip? That`s kamikaze logic, man the ghetto is the topic You try to cop it? You gotta sell it then ya drop it Its like its hot cuz if its not Then the plot starts to thicken I`m sorry, but moneys a religion Fly like a pigeon, man what`s yo decision The homie`s is waitin in the Fillmore division Rap life livin, fast cars driven It`s something like prison But this is how we listen, listen You ready to bounce homie Get up out of here, bounce homie Get up out of here It`s like that, it`s like that, it`s like that
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