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(专辑: Phrenology - 2002)
[Black Thought] South Philly, North Side Oakland, Texas Georgia, Black People Yo, Worldwide, Sup my nigga You know what I'm saying Dumb and blind... [Verse One: Black Thought] They say a
record ain't nothing if it's not touching Gripping, draw you in closer make you want to listen to it And if you real ill at making music Then lesson'll feel like you living through it That's how my nigga do it I
met Slacks back in like '91 rapping We went to Millersville to get away from gun clapping It ain't last I
be in class dreaming 'bout 50,000 fans up in the
stands screaming out Encore, yo I'm headed back to Philly Nigga you rolling with me? I'm trying to get busy We walk dogs that was off the
chain Lot of times at the
show people hardly came I
just took it in stride as part of the
game But inside people down with me started to change It was a
couple things Lil' ??, lil' pills Instead of driving out on the
road you rather chill I
know the
way the
pleasure feel I'm not judging But still I'm on a
mission, yo I'm not bugging I
got fam that won't stop drugging They can't sleep They can't stick to one subject, they can't eat Is people steady coming at me out in the
streets Like Riq yo wat up with your peeps it gets deep nigga [Chorus] Yo, you need to walk straight, master your high Son you missing out on was passing you by I
done seen the
streets suck a
lot of cats dry But not you and I
my nigga We got to get Come on, over over the
water Come on, over over the
water Water, Water... [Verse Two: Black Thought] Yo, we done made too many meals A
couple of deals We done share clothes and wills Killed mics and reels We done rock Shows abroad, and slept on floors Trying to figga what the
fuck we getting slept on for Oh why we walking with the
rep up for Waited by the
cavity law You know it if you came up poor my nigga Picture a
bus up north You know we made of everything outlaws are made of I'm far from a
hater And I
don't say I
love you 'cause the
way I
feel is greater In Illa you a
poet son You a
ball creator And this will probably dawn on you later Is in you nature, letters all up in the
wall like they made of paper You got to find out where you talent take you You might fuck around, finally make it And that's real but yo [Chorus] [Verse Three: Black Thought] Yo, I
want you all to understand I
come from South Philly And when I
walk the
street is like a
pharmacy They got all type of shit Anybody could get It goes from H
to Ex To lucy ciggarette For my ghetto legend Known from Lil' shyst running Cop codeine by the
courts and keep coming Dummy, just embracing the
dope like it's a
woman You burning both sides of the
rope and keep pulling Tugging, in between Islam and straight tugging Laying everyday around the
way and doing nothing See'em looking shaking their head and start shrugging If they don't have a
man like mine, they got a
cousin Hey yo you better be a
true friend to 'em Before the
shit put an end to 'em Or give a
pen to 'em Or lock'em up in the
studio with a
mic 'Cause on the
real it might save his life Keep tellin'em [Chorus x2]
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