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mc cprite - much love ( ghetto concept) lyrics

[verse 1 mc cprite]

they getting lost within my sentences, too many try to bite the penmanship
they get lost within my synonyms, not hearing the verbs
they acting like they not hearing it, repeating the words
these n-ggas birds to a feather, just keep chiefing your herb
they talk sh-t about a n-gga, but the truth the never met him
but they housing all my lyrics, like they pleading the third
its just absurd, that i ant never putting sh-t together
till these n-ggas get better, or don’t speak what they heard
it gets ridiculous, how these words can get so meticulous
i’m running on the tracks, and i can’t see what the finish is
and if i finish it, ima finish it!
the same slogan when i tried to go and sleep with your girl
the lifestyle of my lyrics, like you married lane kiffin
so you get in where you fit in
or you never will learn
i been, living for some hours
i been living for some seconds
i ain’t really into texting but i’ll send it to her

[chorus mc cprite]

too much love, now tell me how you like that
too much love, now tell me how you fight back
i been, waiting for some minites
been, waiting for some hours
cause i’m living to the limit, and the limit is the power

[verse2 mc cprite]

how many n-ggas want to be the next n-gga not listening?
start a huge step, but the hardly go and finish it
couldn’t get with it, being the way, the way that they was born
so the go through every obstacle to see how you perform
they listen to your songs, they see how you deliver
they leaching off your talents, they hope you getting bigger
they hope you getting stronger, they hope they getting bolder
and the moment you ain’t looking, then they try to run you over
blindside, now that a technical foul
i done been there, somebody tryna take what was mine
i’m like, i’ll handle this
get between my bread like sandwiches
get wrapped in some plastic sh-t, a brown paper casket sh-t
i ain’t about no fashion b-tch, i’m spitting bars
i’m sitting in these cars, while you was p-ssing me off
at the bus stop mad and you was fl!cking me off
its like the feeling if you let the feeling be your wheeling

[chorus]

[bridge mc cprite]
i said the love don’t stop, we rising to the top
till my tape deck pop, we rising to the top
i heard my first beat drop, we rising to the top
i said we can’t be knocked, we rising to the top
chorus

- mc cprite lyrics

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