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anemic - sin for fun lyrics

[verse 1]
there’s an obvious reason why we real n-ggas sin
hop was wrong, we just tryna survive the struggle we’re in
we’re surrounded by shadows that close us, left encased
had our sk!lls chafed away by people who know us, words are toxic waste

betrayal leaves us to follow the path of n-ggas we admire
pac and biggie did the sh-t that made me so d-mn inspired
so encouraged to become a rapper, to get away from scr-ppin’
“what happened?” we’re attackin’ the n-ggas who keep arrogantly laughing
you’re lagging dog, the liqour stores three blocks ahead
i’m tryna embed you to a position where you can’t die instead
i’m puttin’ effort into building your -ss up
or else you’ll be in prison, inevitably -ss f-cked

pac once said, i f-cking f-cked your wife
we bust on bad boys (black on black) n-ggas f-cked for life
it’s this fake -ss clique of half way crimes your claim
this is the west side, that sh-t will get you shot, caught dead in the game
it’s insane how following one man can leave you in dread
shot in the head, blood-red, lyin’ on the counter dead
don’t be misled, our compilation of crimes has only begun
we’re yet to pick up the gun, shoot the clerk, because we sin for fun

i never realized how fun it was to spit straight bars
i do it because right now i’m higher than the stars
stealing cars, startin’ fires, smokin’ weed, dressed in g attire
screamin’ “f-ck the police,” talkin’ about swag the minute before you retire

black on black crime legendary
isn’t it scary how doing one large thing can be revolutionary?
some day, my whole clique will be f-cked
droppin’ like flies, one by one, g’s out of luck

it’s evident that we lack a prevalence
we gotta stop the neglegant sh-t, claimin’ to be heaven-sent
we represent the n-ggas who don’t follow the president
f-ck the illuminati, that n-gga’s out of relevance
just because he’s black doesn’t mean he can save us all
we’ve paved for sh-t that could never be done in the day we ball
n-gga you can’t stall, the battle’s just started
we began the crimes inclined to solve the problems uncharted

[verse 2]
we do this sh-t to solve the things that couldn’t be solved before
see, we’re the n-ggas b-tches always adore
ignore the great war and focus on what you gotta fend for
postwar, to survive the grime, we’ve gotta focus on our score
f-ckin’ wh0r-s and doing crack sounds so d-mn whack
but we’re back and we’re black for the redundant attack
we’re back with our revival, barely makin’ a survival
i don’t even know how a black man isn’t homicidal

yo, atar-e (yeah?) remember way back when
the days we were innocent and we never thought about tryna sin?
those were the days, it was so d-mn easy
now we’re caught in the game, now we act so sleazy

anemic and atar-e eat the n-ggas who don’t fight back
p-ssin’ out after drinkin’ a gl-ss of night cap
cut the chitter chatter, you’ll never make it as a rapper
rappin’ about swagger doesn’t make you any badder

you’re whacker than most people who shatter their own careers
you intevened with my frontier so lemme make one thing clear
i don’t give a sh-t about your swag or your clique
the eastside is sh-t, you’re all self-centered pr-cks!
ha, i bet you expected honest criticism
your fuel is powered by sinning and cynicism
you have this vision where the eastside has absolute symbolism
now you’re all white, eastside’s the kkk causing schisms

[verse 3]
racist haters are just facing the greatest
the white mcs on a regular basis, now they’re complacent
your faces are disgraces to the black man race
you misplace the hate of angst towards people with colored faces
this ain’t fight music, but when you n-ggas make hate exclusive
you’re choosin’ to be a n-gga who acts so stupid
an illiterate hypocrite who disses westside in every rap
envy’s a sin n-gga, the day you die i’ll laugh

you’re trapped amid the sins, scr-ppin’ by pot and sodomy
how could you possibly rape a woman for the s-x and monopoly
rap contains philosophy that tells what you shouldn’t do
there’s a line you crossed, you lost your purity, (n-gga) you would’ve knew

if you had paid attention to the friction and the tension
i mentioned the problems you started and you ignored what was essential
i tried to warn you n-ggas that sin would some day cross that line
you contradict my songs, it’s a real thug i defined

i’ll leave you n-ggas on your supine
i’ll remind you all the reason why lack a spine
i may be a sinner, but i do it for fun
you do it for its rewards of everything that you’ve done
n-ggas have been a d-ck/benedict arnold schwarzenegger
it’s all white rappers, like “hey n-gga, my c-ck is bigger
i may be a honky -ss mc joining the game
but i’ll be better than slim shady when i reach fame”

[outro]
we sin for a reason, to just adhere to our idles’ paths
the day i stop is the die that i collapse
i’ll never relapse, i’ll maintain a constistency of power
words aren’t needed, i can sin as i glower
i’m blessin’ the lesson i learned and raisin’ my crime rate percentage
now tell me, i sin for fun and get away with it, ain’t that impressive?
did you finally get my message to get the presage?
the inevitable will get your -ss locked up in the wreckage

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