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raz simone - kids throw rocks lyrics

[verse 1]
it doesn’t help that i have to perform miracles
before i get the recognition that my peers get shown
i remember they told me, “spit it in a clearer tone
you too raspy, youngin’, you sound too old”
but i live in a place where people’s dreams go to die
so excuse me if i have wrinkles on my brow or under my eyes
my momma found truth in her stomach amongst some of the lies
gettin’ raped by a close friend could f-ck up your life
but some good could come in disguise
there’s quite a thin line between love and despise
i touch in her thighs, she feels the numb in her spine
i’m f-ckin’ her mind, havin’ a threesome, making love to a crime
this is the year of the plentiful
the successful career of a criminal
when the monk priest decides it’s time to hit the road
the sat-rday when the rabi decides to lift a load
flipping through vogue, skipping a few stones through the sea
the lack of a healthy fear like, what could god do to me?
i move with ease through the things people usually hoot and scream about
lose they dreams about, decide to choose an easier route
we need a drought just so we can know we need the clouds
we need a jury just so we can go and beat the trial
feet in the nile from all the salt these n-ggas speakin’ out
they writin’ checks they can’t cash, i had to freeze accounts
greasy mouths, the type a friends to hit the weed and bounce
i studied horticulture just so i could weed them out
the b-tch n-ggas that get beat up, go home and beat they spouse
we don’t all partic-p-te, but at least we allow

[hook]
i like my car parked up the block
take my tech deck out and keep me doors locked
cause these kids throw rocks in
these kids don’t got aim

[verse 2]
i have to flow
10 times harder than these seattle cats
who make albums out of battle raps
they n-ggas snitch on em an then they tattle back
it’s sad, they use up more of the drugs that they have then they’ve ever trapped
i front em a pack and i never ask for the cheddar back
cus they must need it
rehab is above they budget cap
i wish there was a law that only real n-ggas could f-ckin rap
they mug at me i’m buckin back
whoops there goes another strap
f-ckin raz
you f-ckin right, i f-ckin spazz
i was taught never shoot a shot with a shaking hand
glad i had an absent father, not an angry dad
being a b-st-rd child never made me mad
you have to be sitting down or laying down ta take a stand
i’m knocking on pearly gates
standin on golden floors
the demons are scared to say my name;
voldemort
hold a sword
go to war
chop a neck wit no remorse
then preened i give a f-ck when i go ta court,,
deep wounds,-
strangled souls with open sores
i did what any d boy does when they close the ports an sh-t
resorted to more resourcefulness
extortionist, turn a rich man to a contortionist

[hook]

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