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bobby tryson - ambtious lyrics

(verse)
demons on saint. don’t wanna say that i am better than n+ggers who slay
got my own game, study what’s great, look at what i say
the pen is better than nap flipped backwards with an ‘e’ cause they sleeping on it
wake up go eat, wake up go eat
feed me the beats and all i release is a heartbeat cause it’s flowing from arteries
unto my heart i heed
seperating he and art, like i am apart heed (apartheid) yeah! yeah!
the thick line of grey in my statements is a pencil writing
touching my dreams like a blind man
out in the sun searching for alignment
flexing with heart but they still touch on my biceps
i can’t hang with bro’s, i don’t play with those
n+ggers falling stupid like some blank dominos
drowning but with no content on the boat. bro!
check out the hoes and then look to the side cause money on mind, like aim for my temple, the wealth in my brain

(hook)

the money is a high, i live by, i live by
i don’t wanna die, wanna die
my hommie lost his soul on a ride to the life
i guess they took his life for the sake of the fun
look at me, i’m eating with my n+ggers, cause we’re just a bunch of ambitious money lovers
k!lling enemies cause we’re driven by ambition (ambition)
(verse)

check out how kasis respect, and all because we didn’t have to put so many alphabets on our neck
bana ba rata, alpha kat, alpha kat!
but unto hip hop, i say, hala back, hala back!

i announce for the world cause we ain’t never die, our passion just multiplied
the young kids silenced by tv and radio play
i just heard a demon say, “you can’t debate what’s great, i gave you the music so they can relate. now go and compete with the greats

(bridge)

homie check out my ways, i’m really obsessed
road to success, biko mindset, no longer opressed
unite with my brothers, only for cheques
i need a band just to cover more bands, no need for rubbers
she wettin the sheets and the covers cause i nutted undercover from ambition!

(hook)

yeah, that’s for sure, i’m still a hungry money lover.(phoneline vocal)
i’m trying to feed my mother, i’m trying to feed my sisters, i’m trying to feed my brothers, i’m trying to feed my father, i’m trying to feed my people
huh! so you can’t tell me i can stop

(hook)

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