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ra diggs - we all fucked up lyrics

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-sounds of a dice game in the projects-

what’s the bet?
the bet’s six yo, what y’all ’bout to stop?
i ain’t playin` for pennies. what the f-ck is this?
n-ggas ain`t got like that, boy. we all f-cked up

yeah…east new-york
this right here is dedicated to my son dee r.o.k., r. i. p., lil d
you know me, this is real people doing real things, man. brooklyn
you know everybody out here struggling in this recession
we all f-cked up, ain`t n-body got it

[hook]

we all f-cked up, everybody broke
n-ggas uptown over chargin’ for the c-ke
the cable got cut off, rent is overdue
the gas and the light is about to go off too
we all f-cked up, aks obama
i can’t even pay for a doctor for my momma
two kids coming, and i ain’t got a job
crack ain’t selling, so a n-gga gon’ rob
we all f-cked up

[verse 1: ra diggs]

i don’t know why they’re frontin’
ain`t n-body out here really making nothin’
n-body`s selling records, n-ggas selling their cars
heart and they jewelry, that sh-t is getting hard
got the dope boys ready to go rob
even got black n-ggas now f-cking with the mob
if you ain`t a go-getter, then, n-gga, you gon’ starve
n-ggas wear fake jewels, these b-tches won`t starve
super fly b-m b-tches try to hit the jackpot
n-ggas with a jump shot, or a good crack spot
even got the [?] moving that crack rock
crack head, catch you on a back block
rob you for a laptop
n-gga’s sh-t mad hot cos
n-body is eating, over a lil bread
best friend start beefing
then they start reachin’
grabbin` for the heatin’
all this because the economy needs heatin’

[hook]

we all f-cked up, everybody broke
n-ggas uptown over chargin’ for the c-ke
the cable got cut off, rent is overdue
the gas and the light is about to go off too
we all f-cked up, aks obama
i can’t even pay for a doctor for my momma
two kids coming, and i ain’t got a job
crack ain’t selling, so a n-gga gon’ rob
we all f-cked up

[verse: uncle murda]

i ain’t like them other rappers that rap in a booth
actin’ like it’s all good, i’ma give you the truth

[female interlude]

murda, what the f-ck is you doing, looking for some milk when we ain’t got no milk in the crib. go sell some crack. you ain’t doin’ sh-t. what’s good? sell some weed, do something! we ain’t got no bread, we ain’t got nun in this f-ckin’ crib. i’m tired of f-cking talkin’ to you `bout this sh-t

what you know about baby momma being on your back?
telling you to go rob somebody and go sell crack
‘cos your kids need clothes, school start in a week
and your refrigerator empty, ain’t nothing to eat
sh-t, the recession got the streets looking dry
n-ggas selling weed, ‘cos that c-ke price is too high
lame n-ggas robbing n-ggas, thinking they caught a break
go to the p-wnshop, find out the jewels fake
the holidays coming up, n-ggas doing bad
your kids hate you, they wish you wasn’t their dad
ain’t get ’em nothin’ for christmas, you should be ashamed
they walk around like “man, my daddy a lame”
it’s hard out here for a g
they don’t wanna hear that, they want that playstation 3

[hook]

we all f-cked up, everybody broke
n-ggas uptown over chargin’ for the c-ke
the cable got cut off, rent is overdue
the gas and the light is about to go off too
we all f-cked up, aks obama
i can’t even pay for a doctor for my momma
two kids coming, and i ain’t got a job
crack ain’t selling, so a n-gga gon’ rob
we all f-cked up

[verse: ra diggs]

it ain’t no joke, we got church n-ggas, that turn into cutthroats
you can catch the baddest chick in the hood, in back of the strip club with a lame n-gga, with enough to get his d-ck sucked
strong arm n-ggas move around with the pimp cup
little n-ggas is shootin’, soon as they can inch up
politicians takin’ money, lawyers tryna bleed a n-gga
for a couple dollars, they manipulate procedures for you
sh-t don`t matter if his school was prestigious
right now n-ggas would take cross off of jesus
homes get foreclosed, cars get repossessed
now he hold heat, ‘cos he stressed
he got his baby mama beefin’
his man in the can
his lil daughter sick, and she ain’t got a healthplan
convicted felon so a n-gga in a jail
frustration can make him k!ll a man
i can understand!

[hook]

we all f-cked up, everybody broke
n-ggas uptown over chargin’ for the c-ke
the cable got cut off, rent is overdue
the gas and the light is about to go off too
we all f-cked up, aks obama
i can’t even pay for a doctor for my momma
two kids coming, and i ain’t got a job
crack ain’t selling, so a n-gga gon’ rob
we all f-cked up

[uncle murda]

you heard man
we ain’t frontin’ like the rest of these rap n-ggas actin like it’s all good
that rap sh-t is smoking mirrors, man
sh-t f-cked up out here n-gga
ask obama, man
n-ggas is starvin’
you gotta work to get wealthfare money, n-gga
f-ck
shout out to my jailed n-ggas of attica clan, all over, n-gga

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