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l jinny - street deciplez 2 lyrics

[intro]
lyricist jinn
big up street deciplez, tabanacle
mm, mm…

[verse]
check, now don’t come in about the life i lived
kids running with the knives and sticks
forced livin’ in the life of sin
you ain’t ever lived the nights i seen
dad’s in the bin dyin’, so i fight for him
i got too much pride to be hidin’ in the lights within
relying on the rhymes to win
body trapped inside a jinn
tired of crime, i decide to quit
i leave pain as i ride within
streets rain with the cries of kids approached by the devil
the peace, fame with the pipe begin
i told ’em he’s mental
a clean page is a vital gift
they say we live to die, yet we still die to live
they say the good die young, i’m obliged to live
and if my fam get touched, i’ma ride on him
and if i get caught up, i won’t talk, i’ma ride my bid
so brudder, listen to my heartbeat
i lost my vision, now i’m tripping and i can’t see
chillin’, reminiscin’ on my past week
spiffing, i’ma fill ’em with the bars, g
flipping ’cause i’m sitting under half key
these brudders spitting like they bought teeth
spitting for the woman and the cars
slippin’, they ain’t grippin’ on their arms
and piggies got my k!llers on remand
i’m official with my thoughts, never give in to the skrillas in my palms
but i’m p-ssed, ’cause i’m 20 and still living with my marge
the place we live in’s gettin’ sticky but i’m karma, been evicted yet i’m wishing on a star
and i ain’t talking about the light that’s emitted from the dark
i’m talking about the nine that’ll split a wig in half
time is ticking, death is ringing the alarm
been imprisoned in this wickedness by karma
must peak your mind to face the ignorance and laughter
this is the feeling when we hit ’em with disaster
now let me take you on a trip back to my life
starting off with light fight to knife crime
ending up with click clack you like guys who died in the streets
i sit back and write rhymes
this is the remedy waitin’ to resign from the shit
i’m sippin’ hennessy waiting up the highest of piff
now n-gg-s envy me, praying on the time that i quit
i lay in bed asleep, eyes open, plotting on my enemies
i hear the devil preach, drop it and let the semi squeeze
rottin’ on my memories, locked in penitentiary
hoping that they set me free
and i don’t wanna be copied till i rest in peace
can i change my destiny? i’ve only begun
now it’s all back to front-line roses and guns
we got the youngs holding the guns
and it’s the oldest like a hose in ya’ lungs
you’re on your own and get spun the moment you run
see, i’m relying on the way i rhyme, dope for funds, but if not
then it’s back to shovin’ c-ke in the slums
i’m just trying to bring hope to my mum
gotta cop her a gold [?] the sun
and show her i’ve won, i’m over than done

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