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stukzin - hood boyz fly lyrics

[verse 1: stukzin]
i use to be jealous of clayton… jealous of clayton, was taken aback by the way that he writes his songs, he does it for the love, the money is an incentive as it comes green as the lawn, kick writes a verse and the women show off they breast, we move in reverse as they won’t even respond to texts, each day i rehe-rs- in hopes that i’ll be the best, but once you’ve reached kicks level what’s next? its 2-0-1-4 and i’m hearing the people roar, for that power they sleep in front of the store, real people feel him and has no love for these wh0r-s, so as i peel through my book of rhymes, i go into a state of mind and start to admire the talent that kick got, suckers hate on the block but he’s on the way to the top

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so i’m having tough luck, while n-ggas saying you made it
codeine in my cup, drown my sorrows and get faded
i’m saying w-ssup? n-ggas saying i’ll make it
frustrated than a motherf-cker, i’m walking
all of these b-tches gawking, wondering if i’ll make it out this hood alive…(to reach the sky, reach the sky and be black boy fly)

[verse 2: stukzin]
don’t take it wrong, i’m not jealous hearted, or whatever you wanna call it, keep my head up and continue marching, but the more i look up, i can see sp-ce and visualize myself as a martian, wear some jordans, get rich off of mic recording, save my family like how batman saved gordon, get out the ghetto and buy my hoe some stiletto’s, k!ll the stereotype that we’ll never make it out alive, but i’ll admit, homey i got discouraged, chillin’ at the crib and hearing them guns burstin’, n-ggas i was saying in repet-tion the phrase, that only in a casket then you will see better dayz, up in heaven coz we in a living h-ll, and then we dwell in ignorance and in pain, wondering if i’ll make it out this b-tch fully sane, coz shots aimed at your dome, they run up and k!ll you inside your home… i’m steady thinking of all these obstacles, guzzling bulldog vodka barely thinking logical, everyday n-ggas spilling gazi, so let’s get it straight, i wasn’t jealous of the talent that kick got, no hate, i was just worried he’d be the last crime surrounded n-gga to fly outta kasi… praise god

- stukzin lyrics

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