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j.wyse tha truth - down and out freestyle (camron ft kanye) lyrics

[intro]
r.i.p my n-gg- von man
straight up!

[verse]
came a long way from no flames
on the stove top
robert taylor days showed me
what’ll make the spot hot
can’t be having feins lined up
tryna cop rocks
taking up yo whole porch
at yo door from six o’clock
open up a candy store to justify
that trafficking
can’t just be letting errrbody
know you got it fam
peep game but don’t let em
see game
if you ain’t tryna spark flames
don’t come with the propane
love the people in yo hood
show em that the struggle good
protect em from harms path
show em, feel em real love
money coming in pay they rent
for a couple months
when you see em slippin
and they living gettin a little rough
sh-t get tough
try to keep the crumb sn-tchers
eyes blind to the nines, homicides
baggin up them dub and dimes
dishin nem -ssists out
point guard, starting five
get it all off
move it till you get them
weary eyes, no teary eyes
know the difference from yo
brothers and yo guys
then when everything hit the
fan you won’t be surprised
when will killin
so we can survive
become legalized?
cause shots fired
cops ain’t gone arrive
till he bleed and die
why should i compete with guys
flow already lethalized
so easy to see through lies
when you got that see through eye
see dat bullsh-t from a far
grateful for my eagle eye
everything that’s in the dark
always slip into the light
member that
old honda or the lac
hunnid dollas, hunnid racks
won’t feel different that’s a fact
that’s gone be the end of that
it ain’t always errrbody business
where you chillin at
better use ya brain
wrong move you’ll be spillin nat
hotter than december hats
you can put me where
caesar and simba at
walk up out that b-tch
wit not a st-tch or scratch
times you fall up on yo back
use to get yo mind on track
come up with a plan
gotta make sure that
you don’t relapse
why dey have to tear them buildings
[down,down]
or why they thought that would
bring safer grounds
uh uh
that’s the worst mistake
y’all ever made before
dumb dumbs
y’all just made it easier for
gang to score
followed no one lead
but learned a lot from hanging
in them streets
hoop dreams kept me tamed
so i wasn’t following
no one but me but
bets believee
i know how to gobble beef
build a team, set up shop for sale
for the bail and sh-lls
slide like i deliver mail
i’m the sh-t, can’t you smell !
flow sick, get well!
hot my bars belong in h-ll
hate when b-tches
kiss and tell
anything white weighing over half
need a scale
gotta get it all
but don’t get over on yo clientele

[outro]
and i ain’t
[down,down]
h-ll nah i ain’t
[song sample]
i was blessed with a gift
of not giving a sh-t
never needing a b-tch
or n-body for sh-t

and i ain’t
[down,down]
h-ll nah i ain’t
[song sample]
i was blessed with a gift
of not giving a sh-t!!
never needin a b-tch!!
or n-body for sh-t!!!

- j wyse tha truth lyrics

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