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lirik lagu trurebel migs - tight rope

[verse 1: trurebel migs]
yo
yo this that conflicted
conscious minded misfit
twist a swisher
spark a spliff
and spit a rhyme
of tuckin’ 9s and duckin’ 1-time
one liners from that wonder rhymer
triple entendres
spit divine 16s for the nine
bills between the lines listen
project building living
building staircase sitting
politicking bout’ that chicken
trigger finger l!ckin’
we stickin’ n-gga
it’s hard to earn a living
through these stifled systems
got us psycho
cycles spinning
flipping grammar
grams we pitchin’
lives get taken
leave no witness
ain’t no telling
witless victims on eye witness
television news and that univision
cops they watch us tryna block our visions
sittin’ in intersections intercept infringing amendments
all for some tinted window sh-t
yo that’s that bullsh-t
pack a full clip
get pulled and bagged yo that’s a full bid
ayo we illin’ living life forbidden
f-ck it i’ll throw my chips in
as long as my n-ggas pitch in i’m pitching’

[chorus: trurebel migs]
yeah mama need a new house
baby need new shoes
live from the gutter like
n-gga what would you do
walking on that tight rope
doing what we gotta do
grinding all that i know
struggling is my muse
d-mn please can’t breathe
loosen my noose
this life it can’t be grant me
another way through
i been trapping’ like all night oh my
i been floatin’ but that rope tight rope tight

[verse 2: cozz]
look said this that conscious
but also that ratchet
that real ghetto sh-t a monster
cody monster
monster cody
we both the same thang
just one ain’t gang bang
we in the same lane
just k!lling sh-t really just militant minded
tryna find these benefits round’ me
sick of this senseless dying
sisters is crying
picture this
sticking my d-ck in the finest
living as mr. highness
ain’t stealing sh-t
no hitting l!cks
all that sh-t is behind us
until then i guess n-ggas ain’t living very proper
the common bird
the chicken heads and the helicopter
got their nerve
they won’t let a n-gga sleep
still up dreaming though
making sure we get up out these streets
you in the field it’s gon’ be blood up on them cleats
better cover your feet
if you got beef, pray you don’t meet
n-ggas don’t play
this ain’t no play they really bring drama
so ima make sure you get that crib by the beach mama

[verse 3: trurebel migs]
got me busting out these mind prisons
lying systems
sh-t been changing up my cognition
my vision been wide
n-gga feel alive with it
now i’m hitting a stride
live n-ggas recognize we living a lie
sh-t got me spitting out my spirit right
high-fi spitter right
i could see the brighter side
living through the livid times
line for a line with the n-gga cozz
real n-ggas recognize real n-ggas
it’s a cypher

[bridge: trurebel migs]
i got my eyes to the sky but that rope tight
i got my eyes to the sky but that rope tight
i got my eyes to the sky but that rope tight
i got my eyes to the sky but that rope tight

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