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carl angelo – re lyrics

zuko!
(yo marvs let’s get it!)

[verse 1: carl angelo]
i done been doin’ the search
i done been doin’ the studyin’ (shh)
redrawin’ the lines
where everybody seem to love to just stuff me in
rewritin’ the history
reclinin’ to victory
rewindin’ to misery
in and out of it but i grow from it each time
restricted me to one sentence
now i got more time in these bars
isn’t it funny how school a reflection
of who “we are” but not who “er”?
man that’s backwards
the lack of perception is f+ckin’ embarrassin’ homie (pfft)
judgin’ a book by the cover
till they go check out the melody homie
like listen ch+ch+ch+ch+check (1+2+3)
(check out the melody homie)
hold up
and you know that we poppin’ on several accounts of the fact
the people we used to be is dead and gone no longer here
ready to run up the years (hoo)
really what is it to fear?
yo
[chorus: carl angelo & david ira]
my mother she wonder what happen
my father workin’ today
what good is prayin’ goin’ do?
my grandparents’ sickness won’t go away
all the young ones lookin’ up to me
all out the muscle till then, right here
on this side (this side)
that’s my side (that’s my side)
this side (this side)
that’s my side (that’s my side)
this side (this side)
that’s my side (that’s my side)
this side (this side)
that’s my side (look)

[verse 2: david ira]
i’ve been really redefinin’ what it means
to go and reignite your broken shattered dreams
brick and mortar when you buildin’ over
gotta hit your quotas when you really bout the cream
reunitin’ with my soul
realizin’ i’m a king
you ain’t ready for the repercussions
i’m a reaper when i’m takin’ swings
i keep it hostile (perfect)
hopped in doin’ my thing
i won’t slow down till i’m gettin’ my ring
i just sow ground for the fruits that i bring
i’m speaking gospel (p+p+p+perfect)
come through as i reload this a relay
i’ma retake each lane for the ph
every beat slain is a gain i’ma retain, ay
hit ’em with the facts
i’ma phenom fillin’ every track
what i’m feeling when i’m pushing every limit
gotta pedal to the metal
won’t settle till the city on my back
i’m going coast to cast to break some bread
embrace defeat i’m breakin’ necks so recognize (graah)
pay respects or rest in peace
in retrospect i wrecked the beat
you may have died (ahhh)
[chorus: carl angelo]
my mother she wonder what happen
my father workin’ today
what good is prayin’ goin’ do?
my grandparents’ sickness won’t go away
all the young ones lookin’ up to me
all out the muscle till then, right here
on this side (this side)
that’s my side (that’s my side)
this side (this side)
that’s my side (that’s my side)
this side (this side)
that’s my side (my side)
this side (this side)
that’s my side (my side)

[verse 3: mrbackwoodyharrison & carl angelo]
i’ma need reparations for the years of segregation
buildin’ yo fields up
i also need reparations for the hundreds of years of you callin’ us “n+gga”
the whippin’s and pickin’ of cotton (ooh)
but you got the nerve to call my n+ggas monsters stop it
i go r+t+rded or robotic
i go go gadget revolver then sparked ’em, off’d him (ooh)
i’m really that n+gga really a demon
remindin’ n+ggas i’m him i could really turn to a reaper
repeatedly reminiscin’ pourin’ 8’s in the pa’s
reekin’ of marijuana ain’t seen momma in 3 days
ay yo yo yo
chill, chill the f+ck out (everybody back the f+ck up)
ay somebody get this n+gga (back the f+ck up)
ay yo who’s f+ckin’ mans is this dawg?
(ay mrbackwoodyharrison the rawest motherf+cker on the planet)
mrbackwoodyharrison (move move)
i’m rippin’ and k!llin’ sh+t often (yuh)
venomous but b+tches think i’m gorgeous (yeee)
went from the apartments to bein’ in foreigns, soarin’
leech on my phone i ignore it (brrr)
run off with bag for the pack make you backflip (brrt)
skrt in a jag n+ggas mad cause i’m havin’
ballin’ like shaq i’m a rookie, magic
ha, b+tch ass n+gga
ooh

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