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gerald (gee$) sheppard - poetic justice lyrics

[verse 1:]
these n+ggas turned singers cause they scared to rap
how weird is that?
n+ggas gotta sell them packs
like a pair of uptowns, you gotta wear your strap
i set traps in the crib cause i’m scared of rats
you know who it be, n+gga with the coldest flows
it’s championships when all ya n+ggas know they roles
i’m no j. cole, trust me this the warm up, homie
i’m out for anyone thinkin’ they can get one up on me
i’m the big homie, i’m just tryna get bigger, ya heard?
back in middle school, i thought that i was jigga, ya heard?
i kick the real like a scripture, giving n+ggas the word
i dabble in dirt, cause rent always due on the first
take a picture with a kodak, i’m a highlight real
i spent a day with ya b+tch, ask her how life feel?
i don’t know about you cats, dog, but my life real
take a step inside my shoes, see how my life feel

[chorus:]
word to rza, imma bring the ruckus, i’m so ill
that i leave you n+ggas in ya crutches, i’m so real
that i make her go to get the dutches, thug life
we gon call this sh+t poetic justice, that’s real
x2
[verse 2:]
i came to set the tone in a major way
virginia n+gga pulled up rockin’ bathing ape
shout out to all the hustlers that paved the way
my grandma worked two jobs to put my clothes on layaway
no father but honestly, he just a poor excuse
i’m on my grind to make sure i can afford the coupe
one of the realist in it, i provide more than proof
had the juice since q let go of bishop on the roof
i’m a show stopper, ain’t no guessing, i flow propper
i done lived through more drama than soap operas
she get a call from me if she say her throat propper
i act a fool on this sh+t but need no oscar
i’m a pro at this, the world is mine and the atlas
we risk freedom for dollars, cause we already at risk
i’m giving game, this ain’t just rap sh+t
i pull a iverson if we talkin’ practice

[outro:]
word to rza, imma bring the ruckus, i’m so ill
that i leave you n+ggas in ya crutches, i’m so real
that i make her go to get the dutches, thug life
we gon call this sh+t poetic justice, that’s real
x2

- gerald gee sheppard lyrics

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