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sugaspott - rap memoirs lyrics

[chorus]
i miss the fresh air you only find in the countryside
i miss the flea markets, the wildlife, the fresh fruits
i miss the fresh air you only find in the countryside
i miss the crazy drums they used to play on the news at eight

[verse]
all i tried to do was make a difference among us
they resented rap so they couldn’t represent us
termed us delinquents, they couldn’t understand us
so i picked the mic up and dropped down the drugs
seeing my people suffer made me write down a verse
spat it all out cause i couldn’t care less
i realise now that i’m blessed
cause the last shall be first
and the first shall be last
but hustlers on the block like clockwork
no force on earth can stop it
rip shoes of whips and prop it for profit
don’t confuse me cause we wasn’t going to stock it
wouldn’t be the same if we had never come to rock it

[verse]
no second takes, ain’t no room for mistakes
so fine tune your game
get yours get it right, and sign it with your name
my vision giving sight to the blind
giving power to the mind
give a voice to the mute
and cease all the dispute
all men are equal til’ one has more money
see through my bandana sh-t ain’t funny
came through grinding
hustling’ and surviving
laid back munching

- sugaspott lyrics

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