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lirik lagu ruckshiit, p. tella & ban rody - well, well, well

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[verse 1: p. tella]
aiyyo, mic check, one two, ruckshiit in this motherf~cking place
back on the block, with that grime and that bass
from the cracked concrete, where the sirens still wail
to the dimly lit corners, where the hustlers prevail, no fail
see the shadows creepin’, as the streetlights fl!cker
another poor soul, gettin’ caught in this godd~mn ticker
of the fast life, the bright lights, this d~mn city’s embrace
tryna find our own lane, in this concrete maze, a f~ckin’ rat race
yo, we ain’t playin’ no games, this ain’t no make~believe sh~t
gotta stack that paper, gotta make ’em believe, every f~cking bit
in the struggle, the grind, the stories we tell
from the bottom to the top, tryna break out of this h~ll

[chorus: ban rody & p tella]
ruckshiit, we comin’ through, with that real, raw sound, motherf~cker
2000s vibe, keepin’ our feet on the ground, ain’t no faker
gritty and grimy, straight from the urban sprawl
hear the sirens wailin’, standin’ ten feet tall, f~ck ’em all!
from the underground depths, to the mainstream’s light
we gon’ shine forever, burnin’ ever so bright, with all our might

[verse 2: ban rody]
check the flow, it’s venomous, like a viper’s strike
spittin’ truth on the mic, through the day and the night, sh~t’s tight
born in the struggle, raised by this f~cked~up city’s harsh hand
learned to survive, in this unforgivin’ land, you understand?
every rhyme a scar, every beat a heartbeat
walkin’ through the darkness, on these broken concrete streets, can’t be beat, n~gga
seen too much pain, felt too much godd~mn despair
but we rise above it, breathe that gritty, raw air, we don’t care
they tried to count us out, said we wouldn’t make it far, them punks
but we scratchin’ and clawin’, reachin’ for that star, no thanks
no silver spoon fed, everything earned, everything bled, for real
for the respect, for the fame, for the words that we’ve said, how we feel
[chorus: ban rody & p. tella]
ruckshiit, we comin’ through, with that real, raw sound, motherf~cker
2000s vibe, keepin’ our feet on the ground, ain’t no faker
gritty and grimy, straight from the urban sprawl
hear the sirens wailin’, standin’ ten feet tall, f~ck ’em all!
from the underground depths, to the mainstream’s light
we gon’ shine forever, burnin’ ever so bright, with all our might

[outro: ban rody]
(f~ck) yeah, it’s the realness you feelin’, the truth in the lines, you b~st~rds
(b~tch) breakin’ down barriers, shakin’ up minds, movin’ faster
(hoe) no fake facade, just authentic and true, that’s the code
(rats) ruckshiit’s the movement, me and my crew, on the road


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