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concrete cee - weakened will lyrics

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[verse 1]
my back got scars from invisible blades
feeling melancholy, listening to rainy dayz
lyricists paid and made, emerged from the struggle
drug dealers on the corner, with c0ke, and marihuana

they drinking and smoking at age 12, in my hood
gauge 12s in hands of robbers, comply or you get torn up
decide if you’re a goner, or gon’ give up your ganja
motherf-ckers break in your crib and take what they wanna

in amidst of this sh-t, women get pregnant
teenage chickens sell drugs or sell their bodies if forced to
reality’s cold as winter nights on antartica
warriors foreign, coroners called from payphones when

horror struck, mama knows her daughter’s a sl-t
but she don’t care because the father gave up
laws are corrupted by officers f-cking some foreigners up
1st of may, peaceful people gettin’ hauled in the trucks

beaten and battered, scarred for their lives, it is a war
on these streets, no matter where you move, berlin turned a ghetto
kids move in groups, carry batons or knives, the devil
lurks in every shadow of society, say h-llo

[hook]
it’s chilly in the city, sinister laughs
a constant battle to forget, not remember the past
sin travels in sevens, blood stained blades
unheeded words by the reverend, the drug game pays

the corruption runs deep, in the veins of the street
many people are hypocrites, we may see when they meet
with their destiny if they are really made of steel
or if their flesh appears strong, when compared to their will

[verse 2]
puddles of jizz, hustler fl!cks, hoes and pimps
rappers who f-ck and kiss pros is b-tch, for the record
i’m definitely aware of the sin that awaits the man
who stands for moral standards obsolete to the people

you are hedonistic devil worshippers, p-ssies drip sperm from whiskers
what you call wives are birds others would pick-up
servin ya liquor to coerce ya to partic-p-te
in certain abysmal orgies, i spit in their faces

i was raised different, i attended a music video shoot
where people did drugs and b-tches just blew
the cameraman, the gaffer, the rapper, the laughter was vulgar
i left the scene, thought the sh-t was repulsive, couldn’t believe

how you get in the game, for the p-ssy and fame
while my eyes are on the money, curious who’ll remain
on top the longest, i’m determined to make it my own way
let my intuition guide me, retire with no more to say

keep the loyal friends around me and a circle of ladies
not the shady hoes, it was a strong woman that raised me
when i marry, definitely something close to an angel
make cherub-like babies, seraphims hand me heavenly gate keys

[hook]
it’s chilly in the city, sinister laughs
a constant battle to forget, not remember the past
sin travels in sevens, blood stained blades
unheeded words by the reverend, the drug game pays

the corruption runs deep, in the veins of the street
many people are hypocrites, we may see when they meet
with their destiny if they are really made of steel
or if their flesh appears strong, when compared to their will

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