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sideshow (127) - soul on ice lyrics

[verse]
aight
walking down the street, see my fellow black man down bad
extend my hand, i help him back to his feet
i got to ‘cuz the truth and if it wasn’t for me
it’d be a white man to see us hurt and don’t feel a thing
they gave my little brother quarter life, they don’t feel a thing
they call us n+ggas and thugs but see they words don’t sting
you should how white people does with spice and incenses
i look too, i’m not above through trying instances
and if it’s feeling like too much, i hit my ancestors
and if it still ain’t enough, thebe light ten spliffs
all this sh+t in my script is really sh+t that i live
i do my head like my grandfather’s grandfather did
i got my lady pair of jordans from the riots n sh+t
these stores all got insurance so we taking their appliances
tvs, watches, designer, all this sh+t we can’t get
and i might hit the county bill just to free all my n+ggas
aye

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- sideshow 127 lyrics

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