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b_real.11 - can't stop clocks lyrics

[intro]
for all the brothers that we went and lost
gettin’ time in jail, had to pay the cost
just know it’s a lesson and not a loss
no respect being washed
but get birded tryin’ to be a boss
for all the brothers that we went and lost
gettin’ time in jail, had to pay the cost
hope you know it’s a lesson and not a loss
no respect being washed
but get birded tryin’ to be a boss

[verse]
for the brothers who got took and slammed
got took out and it didn’t go the way you planned
man was countin’ days, waiting on remand
[________] on the f+ckin’ stand
you see this generation, it makes me sick
who bеing real to the game, i can’t еven pick
so leave me out of the clout, i’m tryin’ to get rich
rappers claim they’re real but they listen to a f+ckin’ snitch
whoever took a sentence in the f+ckin’ dock
they lock the lock but they can’t stop the f+ckin’ clock
you see me? i’m certi when i’m on the block
i’d lose all me people if i danced about on tiktok
hope they’re right when they say real’s back in style
‘cos i’m the realest in the game by a f+ckin’ mile
it’ll take a while but i’ll make me daughter smile
i can name twenty man who lost their life on a murder trial
set levels and to me, this is not a new
f+ck the fake, tell her real i’m comin’ through
we rap true, for the jails, this for you
and free f+ckin’ tally, cus he just caught a twenty+two
all me tracks hit souls, ‘cos me sh+t’s deep
we plan a vision so big that i can’t sleep
that sh+t’s weak, i give them hope when i speak
and when i jump on beats i do it strictly for the f+ckin’ streets
f+ck the clout and the fame, that sh+t’s a disease
this road rap’s strictly only for the g’s
i’m the streets brother, who the f+ck are these?
for the one’s, two’s and three’s on the wing dodging iep’s
of course, summertime was the f+ckin’ days
cosy sh+t before [_______] wish he coulda stayed
spike stashed, f+cked if they find the sh+t we made
pad smoked out and they ain’t gettin’ through the barracade
seen plenty wings, i ain’t tryin’ to see no more
plug+in phones, fightin’ screws on the floor
my sh+t’s raw and on a real they want more
for the one’s banged up, go kick f+ck out ya f+ckin’ door
and hold it down in the jail
i’m the realest, i’m just tellin’ you i’m not
just ride it out when they’re leavin’ you to rot
remember one thing, they can never stop the f+ckin’ clock
[outro]
this for all the brothers that we went and lost
gettin’ time in jail, had to pay the cost
hope you know it’s a lesson and not a loss
no respect being washed
but get birded tryin’ to be a boss
this for all the brothers that we went and lost
gettin’ time in jail, had to pay the cost
hope you know it’s a lesson and not a loss
no respect being washed
but get birded tryin’ to be a boss

- b_real 11 lyrics

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