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lirik lagu finale & spier1200 – family portrait / interlude #3

finale & spier1200 ft. jazz ~ “family portrait / interlude #3”
[emcee(s): finale]
[producer(s): spier1200]
[hook/vocals: jazz]

[verse 1: finale]
let it play
recall a day when my sperm donor dipped out
too young for me to flip out. behold: the ghetto half left
a hole that’s too deep for me to get out, government cheese
was cheese, state aid. trying to save the empty fridge
and fill empty promises. even when i knew he was wrong
i still fought to find a reason he gone and caught
myself not believing in moms, i gave her the blame
same woman who was there when i changed in her frame
and gave me a name, around since my first step, the first
mic check. owe you my first and last breath, expect
you right there to correct me when i make a half
step. used to rock in your arms. now i rock on
stage with the same charm, and they wave arms
my protection, reflection, god’s obsession. when my
profession don’t roll full~steam, i ain’t just a n~gga
full of dreams and pulling schemes, and so i think

[hook: finale and (jazz)]
where would i be
without you? (where would i be without you?) you! women come
and go, but not you—you! (ohhh!) the days i’m not hot
i got you—you! if i wanna survive
by my side, i got you (i got you). where would i be
without you? (where would i be without you?) you! women come
and go, but not you—you! (yeah, yeah!) the days i’m not hot
i got you—you! (i got you) if i wanna survive
(i got you) by my side, i got you
[verse 2: finale]
when my little
brother got sent up, my hope for the appeal
of parole got sent up. i know better, never sat
down once i write him a letter. it feels like forever
plus a day since he been away. we had arguments
you acted hard and sh~t, but i ain’t innocent, which, in a sense
i can backtrack, erase what i said. it hurt because
life outside a booth is permanent, the way it works
first things first, yo, when i was on a search
for the righteous path, and i don’t mean church. you was
still with your fellas and yelling at skirts, telling me i’m the favorite
but say that i got frustrated and just couldn’t
take it no more. now it’s like bush and war to michael moore
what was it all for? by the time i tried to talk
and listen, you was already caught in the system, a victim
of living off what he was given, dropped whatever
issue he got. i’m still with you. yeah!

[hook: finale and (jazz)]
where would i be
without you? (where would i be without you?) you! women come
and go, but not you—you! (ohhh!) the days i’m not hot
i got you—you! if i wanna survive
by my side, i got you (i got you). where would i be
without you? (where would i be without you?) you! women come
and go, but not you—you! (yeah, yeah!) the days i’m not hot
i got you—you! (i got you) if i wanna survive
(i got you) by my side, i got you
[verse 3: finale]
young lady, you
the baby of the bunch, the future, with enough maturity
to run everything under a sun—watch you grow
next to your mother, strongest woman i know, yo
with a brother doing time, other one on the road, doing
shows, got the heaviest load in a broken household
you stuck with it, i just split—show me how to cope
know i ain’t a model brother. big enough to open gyms
hope, when it come down to it, you, you come
to me, and, together, we both get through it
understand it’s still new to me and know i won’t abandon my duty
i know what you’re saying. “he got another brother. why is
he playing?” but i punked out. this car
was moving too fast, and i jumped out. i still feel
the guilt for the way it all turnt out. instead of staging
a new fight club scene, i pull a spike
and radio raheem, trying to do the right thing

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