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pc tweezie - full clip lyrics

[intro]
rest in peace to lil’ pookie
rest in peace to lil’ cuevo
rest in peace to tommy green
matter of fact, r.i.p. to all my fallen soldiers
fell victim to the game, you hear me?
probably try a tweezer to my heart

[verse]
criminal thoughts flow through my head while writin’ this verse
reminiscin’ on all my n-gg-s, i’ve just seen in a he-rs-
this sh-t hurt, i’m fearing death
they got me scared of the church
what make it worse
my mama’s sick, that’s why i’m poppin’ these percs
my daddy deadbeat, that p-ssy n-gg- never fed me
n-gg- stole my cousin
now the n-gg- tryin’ to bury me
i’m trying to rap this sh-t
but, actually i’m really in some trap or sh-t
i believe in god, but living like the devil’s advocate
i took the murder charge, got it turned into battery
14, going to prison (d-mn…)
not knowing where i’m goin’ is gonna label me a victim
my red file adjudicated but they sentence me like a k!ller
survival of the fittest, yeah
welcome to the jungle, n-gg-
my daddy never taught us sh-t
all we had was momma, n-gg-
i was told you never leave the house without your tool witcha
i’ve got more mugshots than school pictures
back to the topic though, original, the sickest in the city
but they copied ’em all, baby drake or turn you into a sloppy joe
n-gg-s, k!lling for nothing, i’m clutch, and you know i’m thuggin’
f-ck the other side, die with them, they go for cousin
where i’m from, n-gg-, this how it is
i’ve seen a n-gg- turn on they own people
and they’ve got the nerve to ask me why i write like this (know what i told ’em?)
cut my life like this
now i’m beefin’ with my hood, this sh-t getting heavy
feeling like job, man, i think god tryna test me
nevertheless i almost died, n-gg-s gettin’ at me
same n-gg- that i was cool with bustin’ at me
ten inches from my head. they almost hit my dome
the day before mother’s day, i should have stayed at home
enough of that, but let’s talk about this music sh-t
they trying use me for my music, just to make it big
i ain’t signing sh-t, unless you coming with that comma, comma
and i’ve got choppers if you’re coming with that drama, drama
my baby mama lied to me about the pregnancy
can’t let these bald -ss b-tches be the death of me
most definitely, it’s hard to do it on your own, man
but i understand, i’m a motherf-cking grown man
trying to be humble, but the sh-t right there ain’t goin’ as planned
that sh-t get deeper than this music, you don’t understand, man, woah

[chorus]
all that sh-t them rappers tellin’ you, it ain’t real at all
that you feel like superman, you pop a pill at all
sippin’ on that drink, you nod to the bullsh-t
that n-gg- try, you gon’ empty out a full clip
all that sh-t them rappers tellin’ you, it ain’t real at all
that you feel like superman, you pop a pill at all
sippin’ on that drink, you nod to the bullsh-t
that n-gg- try, you gon’ empty out a full clip

[outro]
empty out a full clip
empty out a full clip
all that sh-t them rappers telling you it ain’t real at all
that you feel like superman, you pop a pill at all
all that sh-t them rappers telling you it ain’t real at all, yeah
oh, woah!
and the ask me why i write like this
cut my life like this
yeah!

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