lirik lagu kembe x – c.s.b.
[intro]
-talking and sh-t-
[verse 1]
when i was 15, i said f-ck this
i’mma chill
soph0m-re year
fresh in the mirror what i appeared
what was clearer was my disposition
i mean foreal
sh-t i made it through depression, i don’t even take my pill
my sk!lls? sh-t i write some poetry and play guitar
teachers said i was articulate
but sh-t, i wasn’t for it
every month i asked my mother anything she could afford
took my -ss to jugrnaut, copped everything up out the store
hit the ave, with my boys.. me and my mans was tight
lookin back, its prolly more cause my pants was tight
really nothin but the product of
wantin to have a follower
wasn’t bothered til i peeped that he had ran from a brawl
n-ggas trippin best
disrespect
got my sh-t decked
pushed me in the bushes sh-t, at least i ain’t get my sh-t checked
grabbed my broken gl-sses out the gr-ss, i wasn’t trippin
aaron helped a n-gga up
and pointed at them n-ggas sprinting away
[not verse, talking part]
mannn, that sh-t was g-y man. i ain’t even.. i ain’t even do sh-t to them n-ggas man. like, i was looking at em like i was uncomfortable, it’s cause they was some f-ckin hood n-ggas! what the f-ck i’m supposed to do with that sh-t? i don’t know nothing about no hood n-ggas. i don’t know how to fight. my face hurt man!!! my gl-sses all broke and sh-t. gotta walk to the f-cking train man, f-ck! whaddup spiff
[verse 2]
same year same season
posted in the p
with the same lil n-gga i had mentioned in the previous
cold then a muhf-cka man lets hit a crib
we had our penfield, nudies man i swear we was twins
noh0m-
let’s find some sh-t to blow though
we rolled a sh-tty swisher, everything revolved in slow-mo
but sh-t i was a smoker, i was cool, i ain’t pay a lot
my n-ggas stayed stoned, way before kush and oj had dropped
say its not
a b-tch when you a kid, just as broke, h-lla innocent
in a safe place, n-ggas lookin at you militant
we was cool in summer, oh you mobby now
you found out i was from the burbs, you tryna rob me now?
i ain’t got no f-ckin money, spent my 10 on the train
and my fin on some cholie’s
other fin on some green
but “i’mma beat yo -ss, and f-ck yo b-tch” is what he spit
i grabbed my bag (cause i had swag)
and my sh-t and f-ckin dipped
[not verse, more talking]
it’s crazy cause some of them n-ggas in that room is like… my n-ggas now. kinda. you know how it be. n-ggas grow up, get over sh-t. lil petty sh-t. or whatever
[bridge/outro]
i know i’m gonna make a lot of money from rap
cause i rap so good!
cool story bro, tell it again
nah, for real
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