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radikal, young adopt, raaghov - rock bottom lyrics

[hook 1: radikal]
yeah, people be fighting to make it up to the top
wars waging like crazy; they ain’t never gonna stop
in the hood, brothers shooting up others until they drop
escaping rock bottom so homies don’t have to rot

[verse 1: radikal]
this mess has gotta stop before another war eruption
losing the popular vote, i call that voter corruption
throwing shade on the minority, that be some dysfunction
convicts at the con-junction—if, and, but, brain malfunction
everybody’s on edge man, we full of antic-p-tion
n0body trusts this corrupt man, he’s got no patience
new mode of operations, loose cannons take out the nation
past, present, future, warfare spans the generations
united we stand but divided we fall
going through h-ll, i can hear the devil call
middle ages, man, that’s still right just as long as it’s little fights
sunny days but it’s still nights, getting hit but i will fight
demagoguery, robbery, people living in poverty
hoping they win the lottery, big business full of sn0bbery
blood spilling on the streets, thugs drilling just to eat
villains willing to cheat, mercy k!lling the freaks

[hook 2: radikal]
people be fighting to make it up to the top
wars waging like crazy; they ain’t never gonna stop
in the hood, brothers shooting up others until they drop
escaping rock bottom so homies don’t have to rot

[verse 2: young adopt]
people always said that i was just a freak
back of the cl-ss, you’ll never hear a peep
always inside, get bullied on the streets
day in, day out, just filled with defeat
they all say i need help, come take a seat
i’m a hot head, read the sheets
of paper, that tell the life
of the abandoned boy just left with a knife
all the hurtful things, they blurred the sights
and since day one it’s always been a fight
so listen to these words i gotta say
i wake up and i’m stressed out every single day
i was left for stray, oh
how the memories, they decaying, and
all the things have been swept away
i wish he, i wish he, i wish he, i wish he could’ve stayed
but he had to go, now he’s stacking up the dough
he had the flow like a bullet going through a deer
yeah, you better stay clear ’cause he cannot steer
that was the biggest fear, was getting big too quick
now he lost his grip, and he cannot hang
with all the fame, he’s emotionally drained, take his breath away
and after that he lost his ways of rap
and he couldn’t face the facts that he was losing all the fat stacks

[hook 3: young adopt]
people be fighting to make it up to the top
wars waging like crazy and they ain’t never gonna stop
in the hood, brothers shooting up others until they drop
escaping rock bottom so homies don’t gotta rot

[verse 3: raaghov]
yo, it’s pedal to the metal when i battle the devils that peril my mental
rose petals buried in pebbles, they just wanna break out when i let out some steam from the kettle
then i freak out, outta my cage i leap out and knock fiends down for the three count
reached out to take a peek out of a peep hole and i saw hounds
beguilement seeped out of the oblique snout of this dog howling
said he could afford a chateau ’cause the cash flow’s so pro that he ain’t never seen droughts
but when i figured this rascal’s image of a castle was inflated, he bounced
and spilled the red ink, drew some blood from these crips
and crippled some bloods and bludgeoned all the enemy tricks
violence is the answer to every question he gets
in a race to pick and snitch, he’s unquestionably quick
his lack of loyalty is d-mnable
told his brothers he’d be with them in the bunker and then he hopped kins like hannibal, but
if these cannibals think they can bite my style and yank the wool over my eyes, i’ll crush their mandibles with br-ss knuckles
but engaging in fisticuffs’ a good way to get fists in cuffs, right?
stop taking puffs for a sec and dust off the book of life
chapter 13, totin’ common’s resurrection
why ya coughing, allergies? so cough i guess but listen
hear the sirens in the distance, that’s the cue make a break for
i just hope this druggie doesn’t dog the nine for the eight ball
pools of ghb, that’s his liquid fantasy
but pools of lsd, they ain’t got no chlorine
feds said, “look, i’ll be blunt, i see l too”
all the lies that he’d fed himself had been exhumed
he realized it as he inhaled the plumes of fumes of truth
that came from the communes his reign of doom had polluted, he saw that

[hook 4: radikal]
people be fighting to make it up to the top
wars waging like crazy; they ain’t never gonna stop
in the hood, brothers shooting up others until they drop
escaping rock bottom so homies don’t have to rot

[hook 5: raaghov]
people be fighting to make it up to the top
wars waging like crazy; they ain’t never gonna stop
in the hood, brothers shooting up others until they drop
escaping rock bottom so homies don’t have to rot

[outro: young adopt]
this is only one
you can catch radikal, young adopt, and rags on the beat again if you want
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- radikal young adopt raaghov lyrics

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