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young scoe – scripture lyrics

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dreams and reality
become one and the same
if you put in the time
you can build a base
no other choice but to shine
the pressure it brings
i brought dope for your nose you want it stronger so open your veins
they ain’t knowing my pain
ain’t no one could save me
i twist the issues in a cigar watch the room get hazy
never been lazy
i’m always on time
plus i heard talk is cheap
like a dozen a dime
rather just move in silence
steer clear of the cops and the sirens
still it’s absentees when you grindin
turn around wanna ride when you shining
a silver lining
i been findin in all the nonsense
call me conscious yeah what’s the opposite ain’t no stoppin this
got em watchin in camouflage
the numbers grow cause we vandalize
i’m realist you fantasize
the playin aside we planning jobs
no plan to stop
no man could stop us
and i know the weight on my shoulders optional
but the real gon do what they got to do
i’m sick but i do what the doctors do
when i miss
that ain’t tellin not to shoot
i rather brick
than let a opportunity slip
finna make em put our name on the list
cuz we been struggling for days but we ain’t finished
hit the stage with a v8 engine
knock closed doors of the hinges
better bow when i make my entrance
driver seat seatbelt streetcar named desire and ima need to put tints in

dreams and reality
become one and the same
if you put in the time
you can build a base
no other choice but to shine
the pressure it brings
i brought dope for your nose you want it stronger so open your veins
they ain’t knowing my pain
ain’t no one could save me
i twist the issues in a cigar watch the room get hazy
never been lazy
i’m always on time
plus i heard talk is cheap
like a dozen a dime
rather just move in silence

but it’s like we can’t avoid them sirens
any paper route you driving get a stop and search from these tyrants
you can have the streets we flyin
strike me down if i’m lyin’
i put my time in
same n-gg-s that i started with
that’s the n-gg-s ima die with
break bread slice pie with
and to the n-gg-s tryna stop this
don’t end up in a hospice
cool n-gg- with a hot temper but he spit december any time of year
my n-gg- better remember



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