| [00:00.0][Verse] | |
| [00:09.80] | I was stuck, no I couldn't move up |
| [00:12.43] | Give a ****, I'm a nice guy, heart bruised up |
| [00:14.69] | Light skin youth same complexion bruiser |
| [00:17.18] | My life grew, that's right I grew up |
| [00:19.77] | Try truth, don't try amuse us |
| [00:22.41] | What would I be if I ain't have music? |
| [00:24.80] | Just let it be, can't entertain the bruises |
| [00:27.32] | I gotta heal 'cause I was squealin' too much |
| [00:29.71] | Poppa feel too real, true love |
| [00:32.7] | I'm up front, the back line move up |
| [00:34.53] | Catch me offsides, sometimes you gotta choose up |
| [00:36.70] | On the street light stepping through the mud |
| [00:39.42] | Couldn't settle, it was never what it was |
| [00:41.90] | Time lost for the pain on my cousin |
| [00:44.45] | Shine on me, lens get focused |
| [00:46.91] | Snap shots of the block I would grow on |
| [00:49.34] | Front lawn grass hopping like a locust |
| [00:51.79] | 12th street til the day that I croak |
| [00:54.22] | Malamutes pull, got the reins in my palms |
| [00:56.60] | When it rain put my faith in Ifá |
| [00:58.72] | Taking it far, got the face of a god |
| [01:00.93] | No face gon' alarm me |
| [01:01.97] | Bitter taste don't alarm me |
| [01:04.25] | Used to it on the farm scene |
| [01:06.6] | Back then I was in them Phat Farm jeans |
| [01:08.51] | Baby Phat we was speaking over sun cheeks |
| [01:10.83] | Rose red, light skin but the truth speaks |
| [01:12.85] | My heart gon' sing whenever it get the chance |
| [01:15.87] | Try love measuring better things within grasps |
| [01:18.23] | In the back of the cab we crash |
| [01:21.37] | In the back, we crash |
| [00:00.0][Verse] | |
| [00:09.80] | I was stuck, no I couldn' t move up |
| [00:12.43] | Give a, I' m a nice guy, heart bruised up |
| [00:14.69] | Light skin youth same complexion bruiser |
| [00:17.18] | My life grew, that' s right I grew up |
| [00:19.77] | Try truth, don' t try amuse us |
| [00:22.41] | What would I be if I ain' t have music? |
| [00:24.80] | Just let it be, can' t entertain the bruises |
| [00:27.32] | I gotta heal ' cause I was squealin' too much |
| [00:29.71] | Poppa feel too real, true love |
| [00:32.7] | I' m up front, the back line move up |
| [00:34.53] | Catch me offsides, sometimes you gotta choose up |
| [00:36.70] | On the street light stepping through the mud |
| [00:39.42] | Couldn' t settle, it was never what it was |
| [00:41.90] | Time lost for the pain on my cousin |
| [00:44.45] | Shine on me, lens get focused |
| [00:46.91] | Snap shots of the block I would grow on |
| [00:49.34] | Front lawn grass hopping like a locust |
| [00:51.79] | 12th street til the day that I croak |
| [00:54.22] | Malamutes pull, got the reins in my palms |
| [00:56.60] | When it rain put my faith in If |
| [00:58.72] | Taking it far, got the face of a god |
| [01:00.93] | No face gon' alarm me |
| [01:01.97] | Bitter taste don' t alarm me |
| [01:04.25] | Used to it on the farm scene |
| [01:06.6] | Back then I was in them Phat Farm jeans |
| [01:08.51] | Baby Phat we was speaking over sun cheeks |
| [01:10.83] | Rose red, light skin but the truth speaks |
| [01:12.85] | My heart gon' sing whenever it get the chance |
| [01:15.87] | Try love measuring better things within grasps |
| [01:18.23] | In the back of the cab we crash |
| [01:21.37] | In the back, we crash |
| [00:00.0][Verse] | |
| [00:09.80] | I was stuck, no I couldn' t move up |
| [00:12.43] | Give a, I' m a nice guy, heart bruised up |
| [00:14.69] | Light skin youth same complexion bruiser |
| [00:17.18] | My life grew, that' s right I grew up |
| [00:19.77] | Try truth, don' t try amuse us |
| [00:22.41] | What would I be if I ain' t have music? |
| [00:24.80] | Just let it be, can' t entertain the bruises |
| [00:27.32] | I gotta heal ' cause I was squealin' too much |
| [00:29.71] | Poppa feel too real, true love |
| [00:32.7] | I' m up front, the back line move up |
| [00:34.53] | Catch me offsides, sometimes you gotta choose up |
| [00:36.70] | On the street light stepping through the mud |
| [00:39.42] | Couldn' t settle, it was never what it was |
| [00:41.90] | Time lost for the pain on my cousin |
| [00:44.45] | Shine on me, lens get focused |
| [00:46.91] | Snap shots of the block I would grow on |
| [00:49.34] | Front lawn grass hopping like a locust |
| [00:51.79] | 12th street til the day that I croak |
| [00:54.22] | Malamutes pull, got the reins in my palms |
| [00:56.60] | When it rain put my faith in If |
| [00:58.72] | Taking it far, got the face of a god |
| [01:00.93] | No face gon' alarm me |
| [01:01.97] | Bitter taste don' t alarm me |
| [01:04.25] | Used to it on the farm scene |
| [01:06.6] | Back then I was in them Phat Farm jeans |
| [01:08.51] | Baby Phat we was speaking over sun cheeks |
| [01:10.83] | Rose red, light skin but the truth speaks |
| [01:12.85] | My heart gon' sing whenever it get the chance |
| [01:15.87] | Try love measuring better things within grasps |
| [01:18.23] | In the back of the cab we crash |
| [01:21.37] | In the back, we crash |
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