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cliff po - true religion lyrics

[intro: sativa high]

[verse 1: cliff po]
mama used to say
lil king// do ya thing//
coming of age// she taught a young king to reign//
no pops, automatically became king//
play boy//facial hair// so i became him//
but mama said//
dont never ever dead ya roots//
f-ck the loot//
always try to stay true to you//
thats words from a scholar//
earth is wat i follow//
to solve all the problems from the gods to the allah//
divine mathematics//
taught to be a p-ssive//
aziatic blackman not a f-ckin b-st-rd//
poppin molly cuttin cl-ss on some trill sh-t//
droppin gems for these n-ggas to feel this//
10 yrs ago we strived to be 25//
some of us didn’t make it alive//

[hook: sativa high]
what kinda life is that for a child (8x)

[verse 2: cliff po]
its funny how these rappers say they better than u//
how they always stackin chipz and they be f-ckin ya boo//
the principles of real hip hop have been forsaken//
its all about keepin it trill//
and money makin//
wanna,be cats dont kno they limitations//
fake reputations and false replications//
i ain’t compared to a multimillionaire//
but how is it im spittin the realest sh-t here//
i flow systematically//
majesty//
e-radicate//
n-ggas radically//
all up in the game wit a lyrical deception//
f-ck the blog too and i say it wit agression//
and these f-ggot -ss labels tryna jerk every artist//
skinny jeans gold t–th now u a star b-tch//
sorry bout trillz//
jus a n-gga sellin out//
wit a billion dollar campaign//
trillion dollar bailout//

[hook: sativa high]

what kinda life is that for a child (8x)

[verse 3: cliff po]
see i cop my first album in 96/
before i wrote my first bars//
before a n-gga could spit//
i wasn’t into toys//
jus nas and lost boyz//
big l lord finesse lil kim hardcore//
now lets take a trip down memory lane//
before b and lil wayne//
we was bumpin some kane//
fore the fame and lames out sellin they soul//
we cared bout the words not the records that sold//
see rap had a meanin//
now these n-ggas soundin like pac wit no feelin…
lost generation//
youtube nation//
no imagination//
world star playin//

wear a couple chains skinny jeans u a rapper//
these non f-ckin factors//
is fake -ss actors//
flames be the name wen i spit lava//
gucci prada//
ya suckers get nada//

[hook: sativa high]
what kinda life is that for a child (16x)

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