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spiirow - infamous lyrics

infamous + annodominination

(hook)
im just another lost soul to the infamous road
of pain and poverty when will it ever let us go
you only get one shot do not miss ya chance to blow
and make a plan to exit off of the infamous road

(1st verse)
i wuz born in the 80’s the era of cracc babies
mama did what she had to do to make chiccen scratch to raise me
it was noodles and bologna paccs with meat flavored gravy
hood like an arts and craft class it taught me how to make it
i’m amazed at the outcome from everything i faced
learned to turn the soda liquid and the coke to a base
had to learn to jump a fencе 100 meter hurdle racе
i wuz born in a city with a crazy murder rate
and it’s a proven fact if you ain’t on the honor roll student act
you join a crew get you a tool no apple but i used a mac
golden state warriors i’m where all the shooters at
you thuggin causin trouble til a cop car got you in bacc
you failed math class but know how to use a scale
and you cold with the clientele could sell water to a whale
it’d be zero below in h+ll before i take a stand and tell
stucc on the infamous road flat tire no spare

(2nd verse)
i remember long days we didn’t have no a.c and when the night time came we had to group up to sleep
i remember the first time i tried to steal a pacc of meat
hungry ain’t the word my stomach practically at my knees
as a teenager i wasn’t embarrassed by acne
felt like a failure living conditions wasn’t satisfactory
a star athlete that got active in the streets
and that’s when me and the penitentiary finally got to meet
but it’s still no regret bout one life lesson learned
cuz it taught me what i want put the work in then it’s earned
still disturbed cuz the homie died before it was his turn
people think his mama lost it cuz she talkin to his urn
hard reality set in this road has a dead end
cuz people lose control when they get a band no wedding
the main goal is to situate and separate ya soul
from the armageddon on this infamous road
(hook)
im just another lost soul to the infamous road
of pain and poverty when will it ever let us go
you only get one shot do not miss ya chance to blow
and make a plan to exit off of the infamous road

(3rd verse)
sometimes you gotta pay the price because it does take its toll
you gotta push thru life even though what glitters ain’t gold
being broke is a bitter pill to swallow and it’s cold
that’s why we hustle if we can’t get hired for payroll
supply and demand so you know you gotta keep it
and the streets talk no speaking very little is a secret
it’s a 1 % chance you make it out like the elite’s
so that leave at least 99 problems left for me
sometimes it gets to a point where you wanna throw in the towel
cuz yo life less fortunate if you can’t afford a vowel
smell a foul odor walking down the street and as a child
you wonder is this person dead or is he just homeless and sleep
then eviction notices telling you, you gotta leave
but ya mama still tellin you thru god believe
it’s kinda hard not to rob or sell more than a lil weed
this an everyday struggle on these infamous streets

- spiirow lyrics

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