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nick menn - s**t ain't that simple lyrics

[intro: nick menn]
man, say what?
it ain’t nothing
(arney palmer yoose a g*nius)
look, uh

[verse 1: nick menn]
please do not -ssociate me with them others
please do not -ssociate me with them vultures
i’m more like of a creature of habit, and this my habitat
rappers and trappers
and k!llers and sinners
and racists and hatred
and ratchets and players
in cadillac’s, pulling up back to back
asking where cash is at, or hear rat-tat-at
splatter your bladder all over your cabbage patch
sh-t, coulda been me
coulda been, coulda been, coulda been we
we just got lucky without using charm
serial k!llers still roaming the streets
spooning with lovers and staining the sheets
loosing the rubbers, and praying to jesus
i’ma regret this sh-t in a few weeks
sh-t, pray for the weak
druggies and junkies
and crabs in a bucket
and pimps using buckets
to pick up the money
and tricks do the ducking
once hoes do the sucking
skipping the f-cking
the p-ssy was funky
p-ssing the judgement
a h-ll of a husband
go back to his children
and make a few million
while she getting beat up
and he got his feet up
a h-ll of a feeling
one h-ll of a villain
the greed of the rich
put people in ditch
don’t speak on this sh-t
it is what it is
my family was part of the flight in the 60’s
importance of knowing your family history
i won’t repeat and then leave sh-t in misery
acting like all of the blight is a mystery
sh-t, naw
couldn’t been me
coulda been, coulda been, coulda been we
we just got lucky without using charm
serial k!llers still roaming the streets
claiming their victims disrupting the peace
draining the city of money and value and call it a shame
and say people free?
how blind can you be?
you’re either dumb or your hateful
you either ain’t or you’re able
you either cain or your abel
you either vein or your shameful
mighta gave you brain full
but that sh-t just a sample
and sh-t ain’t that simple

[verse 2: rt-faq]
walk a mile in my shoes
give me yours and i’ll do the same
but when you give em’ back
i hope you realize that my insoles, just ain’t your size
tie your shoestrings where i’m from
n-ggas be plotting on you with the newest jordans
you could lose your life
he’ll earn a strike, just to prove a point
you didn’t sell your soul but you paid the price
peep the vision, it’ll give you sight
you need a piece of mind
well i’ll serve a slice
in my deli, she want the salami but i just got cold cuts
heart is on ice
i’m a h-ll of a guy
when it comes to love, i’m a h-ll of a try
you gamble with dice
giving me sh-t while i’m up in your crib
that -ss i won’t kiss i’ll just give you some wipes
80’s baby with a 70’s flavor
lowrys on everything
don’t dress to impress but you’d swear my attire is tailored
swear that i’m eddie kane
and my heartbeats
got nothing but love for my city
i’m in it like sporting waves under du rags
my o.g’s rock black and the blue flags
some did it without dads
no train on the track but some how chose the right path
the system i byp-ssed
my mama gave whoopings for flunking the math cl-ss
and i thanked her for it
but she don’t know that i stole for what i can’t afford
like gameboys, new clothes, pokémon cards
focused on her job, we was out here stealing pogs
can’t see that new bike gotta park around the block
drive through liquor stores
fired the princ-p-ls
hide your vehicles
time is valuable
the young are malleable
i get by but i’m tired
how can we multiply families, subtract all the planning
add hope and all racist divide
i can see just what i’m getting from pastors
not by what he preach
but the car that he drive
how can i see eye to eye with n-ggas
when they’re worried bout the back of ya
streets always hungry before you can know it
it’s making a snack out ya
i can go on about pinching these nickels
i can go on about charging these crystals
but sh-t ain’t that simple
d-mn
sh-t ain’t that simple

- nick menn lyrics

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