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j.s.w. - hot heads feat phil good lyrics

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[news reporter]

it has been anything but tame lately in belltown, after the fireworks ended on new years, gunshots rang out in the alley…
a fight happened days later in the same spot…

[verse 1: j.s.w.]

say it how you feel it bro
you got a problem with jonathan well let me know!
we both know ray allen shooters a different stroke
let’s make peace
squash the beef over hookah smoke

peace!

it’s the sh-t that is not said
my city really turned to a city full of hot heads
in the club drunk brothas with the burners on em
i shake the spot for them shots have the reaper calling

d-mn fam
another man down
we was
downtown when he hit the ground
won’t be
bystanding when they hit the crowd
i’ll be
d-mned fam i’m already out the town

crawford crossing to the next spot
where to go??
i don’t know!
cuddy all the sh-ts hot
switch spots with 2pac and big pop??
i donno, i donno – i think not!

[hook: phil good]

it’s that town life…
it don’t matter where i’m at
i keep seattle on my snap

its that town life…

it don’t matter where i’m at
i keep seattle on my snap
its that town life…

it don’t matter where i’m at
i keep seattle on my snap
its that town life…

it don’t matter where i’m at
i keep seattle on my snap
its that town life…

[verse 2: phil good]

i’m from the town homie
and if you ain’t about your bread then we probably never met
i buy anything i want cuz i got a check
f-ck any b-tch i want – cuz i got a check
yo gotti in the deck with a trunk full of mula
town full of goons make you wanna bust a tool off
riding down to vegas everytime i wanna cool off
town life
it don’t matter where i’m at
i keep seattle on my snap
it’s that town life
if you need it then i got it
you can even name the price
if i gotta leave rainer then that b-tch’ll probably spike
i-5 to the north
through the rainy nights
i ain’t trippin, its all right…

[hook: phil good]

[phil good]

i’m from the town homie
and if you ain’t about your bread then we probably never met…

[j.s.w.]

it’s the sh-t that is not said
my city really turned to a city full of hot heads…



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