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actual proof - see it through lyrics

[verse 1: enigma]
was once a young boy from the hood, would flirt
chase skirts, you know, up to know good
single parent home, pops did what he could
mom gone for days at a time without one word
middle child, one of three brothers with lots to learn
nothing given, want that good living you gots to earn
yea, knotty hair, snotty nose kid from the ‘burbs
playing cops and robbers, popping wheelies on the curb
southside parks where we balled that’s my word
were in before the street light burned
raised strict, though it seem no time for [?]
loaded dreams below the seam, below our means we lived
yea
seen more things than a young kid not even thirteen should ever see
yea — tell you one thing
to h-ll with unsing [?] for months
my mom’s trunk and still smell the stench of the skunk between

[chorus: enigma]
me and you
me and you, we’ll see it through
yea me and you, we’ll see it through
you see me too

yea me and you, we’ll see it through
me and you
me and you, we’ll see it through
yea me and you, we’ll see it through
you see me too

[verse 2: sundown]
snow beach polo piece was like the holy grail
so cold the polar vortex wind [?] ice
sipping on only ale
the ballantine of malt liquor sales
and gave everybody access to turn to the bottle
but i was on the c0ke and knee-high still, throttle that
caffeine and energy in mississippi
in an old model truck but that snapback chilling
and grandpop rocking those overalls like a g, sh-t
and that’s g sh-t to me
my pop came from it, doing dirt but he was from the red clay
no stick-up kid sh-t to raise me
no pickup truck, but he was alcoholic anonymous
and my momma was the same god dammit
over the black sun we shall pray
and they got the nerve to say i sound white
psh, f-ck you
man, i sound like parents doing real sh-t the right way
[pool roll?] pigeons still -ssh0l-s talking sh-t
eat a… excuse my french
my vengeance is a dish best served with a plate of hot…d-ck
and that’s it
ka$h in this b-tch

[chorus: enigma]
yea me and you, we’ll see it through
me and you
me and you, we’ll see it through
yea me and you, we’ll see it through
me and you
me and you, we’ll see it through
yea me and you, we’ll see it through
you see me too

[verse 3: enigma]
i don’t know if this is a… sixteen… or a eight… i’m just speaking
said i’m taking n-ggas out in body bags out to where my mama stay
yea, yea, out to where the drama lay
the mind frame of n-ggas still figuring it that crime could pay
how could you blame ’em, barely gave ’em the time of day
my mantra – wa-alaik-m-salaam is a finer time to pray
yea, pray, worry ’bout me and mine
on my nine to five trying to survive to provide the finer things
no diamond rings
not that green hue of the dollar, big blue collar dreams
ends to justify the… means
meaning what’s the meaning of honor
when you spot them flashing lights from that impala
as the cops put shots up, them cemeteries steady filling plots up
and yes they still watch us, cameras still in the projects
camera filming the process, no options there
from block to block, still lots of shots to spare, we here

[verse 4: sundown]
communicate everything i levitate from eyebrows to body weight
i pontificate
raise a few bars, for the culture at large
on a small scale barksdale bronx tale mirage
tell me what do you see, mind playing tricks on you
and crime pays a l!ck won’t do
white collar follow money trails back to sleepy hollow
off with the head of the snake
but watch the [?] venomous backlash from the head of the state
pump the antidote deep inside a pen, [?]
keeping all venom on tap for all these sins
the ink pen begins running dry, they get the gin
for the true serum, trim off the fat to get ’em in
welcome to the terror dome, odds get blown out of proportion from a compet-tion
scorched earth
and a composition notebook first, driving a he-rs-
to my shows ’cause i’m k!lling anything moving
yo, death might flirt but you better watch the boy sundeezy
k!ller bar, k!ller mike stars
and i’m lifting up skirts, see c section scars
and let me stall so they can understand the pregnant, pause

[chorus: enigma]
we’ll see it through
me and you
me and you, we’ll see it through
yea me and you, we’ll see it through
me and you
me and you, we’ll see it through
yea me and you, we’ll see it through
you see me too

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