abtony - the mix (nobody) lyrics
i said i may not do the mix
but trust believe i’m always in the mix
they puttin out the guns on the streets
but somehow they still praying for the kids
i guess i’m on my own just to live
this writing thing is only hit or miss
i’m keeping ice packs on the wrist
so focused on the grind
i forgot how to diss
but it can come back real quick
shaq and kobe
2000 in this b-tch
a lotta holes in ya story like swiss
n-ggas like to purp no prince
n-ggas like to play
no work type sh-t
i ain’t ever tried that sh-t
i ain’t ever like that sh-t
wonder why i work like this
i gotta burn the cash just to make that sh-t
i gotta burn the cash just to make that sh-t
i gotta burn the cash just to make that sh-t
i gotta burn the cash just to make that sh-t
i gotta burn the cash just to make that sh-t
i said i may not do the mix
but trust believe i’m always in the mix
they puttin’ out the guns on the streets
but somehow they still praying for the kids
i said i may not do the mix
but trust believe i’m always in the mix
they puttin’ out the guns on the streets
but somehow they still praying for the kids
(anttia)
for the kids, for the kids
everybody know me
this is the life i live
everything that i do is…
true to my religion (i pray)
you been tryin’ to f-ck wit me
but i can’t do that a sin (i say)
i really can’t f-ck wit’ none of these people
you tried to tell me how we all created equal
but it don’t seem equal
they treat you just like you john cena
n-gga they can’t see you
even though these n-ggas talkin’ down
n-gga i can’t be you
it’s sad to say in my eyes how sh-t changed
times gettin hard
my n-gga we gettin’ maimed
strap up my boots
now it’s time for me to work
and for the kids…
i guess i’ma have to pray
i said i may not do the mix
but trust believe i’m always in the mix
they puttin’ out the guns on the streets
but somehow they still praying for the kids
i said i may not do the mix
but trust believe i’m always in the mix
they puttin’ out the guns on the streets
but somehow they still praying for the kids
they afraid that a n-gga ain’t a n-gga
he a king
we the land of milk and honey
we supply all of the feens
so please
why they hatin’ on me?
momma please
why they hatin’ on me?
when they stealing from our culture
real things, real things
try to bring us down but we don’t ever shrink
they try to steal the sound but we don’t ever shrink
been living in the future that’s why we don’t ever blink
been living in the future that’s why we don’t ever blink
we don’t ever blink
real things, real things
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