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I know how it feels to wake up f**ked up
Pockets broke as hell another rock to sell
People look at you like you're the user
Selling drugs to all the losers mad Buddha abuser
But they don't know about the stress filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray
So you can reminisce and wish
You wasn't living so devilish sh*t
I remember I was just like you
Smoking blunts with my crew
Flipping over sixty two's
Cause G E D wasn't B I G I got P A I D
That's why my mom hates me
She was forced to kick me out no doubt
Then I figured out Nick's went for twenty down south
Packed up my tools for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves
Four chumps trying to stop my flow
And what they don't know will show on the autopsy
Went to see papi to cop me a brick
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't trying to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's 'cause I'm doing court for an assault
That I caught in Bridgeport New York
Catch me if you can like the ginger bread man
You better have your gat in hand
Cause man
A man with a dream with plans to make cream
Still struggling survival got me buggin'
Souls of a soldier in the streets of survival
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
The rough life I just be up nights it got me
Still strugglin'
Campaign
Lay out your maintain
In the everyday struggle
I grew up on the crime side the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
Had secondhands moms bounced on old man
So then we moved to shaolin land
A young youth yo rockin' the gold tooth 'Lo goose
Only way I begin to G off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son rolling with this one
And that one pulling out Gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen who was a fiend
Started smoking woolies at 16
And running up in gates and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed for cracks and w**d
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is rough and tough like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick a** clique and went all out
Catchin' keys from across seas
Rollin' in MPV's every week we made forty G's
Yo ni**a respect mine or anger the TEC-9
- 1 Raekwon
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[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:00.58]I know how it feels to wake up f**ked up
[00:02.98]Pockets broke as hell another rock to sell
[00:06.06]People look at you like you're the user
[00:08.24]Selling drugs to all the losers mad Buddha abuser
[00:10.99]But they don't know about the stress filled day
[00:13.54]Baby on the way mad bills to pay
[00:15.80]That's why you drink Tanqueray
[00:17.45]So you can reminisce and wish
[00:19.17]You wasn't living so devilish sh*t
[00:21.20]I remember I was just like you
[00:23.72]Smoking blunts with my crew
[00:25.16]Flipping over sixty two's
[00:26.30]Cause G E D wasn't B I G I got P A I D
[00:30.48]That's why my mom hates me
[00:31.89]She was forced to kick me out no doubt
[00:34.10]Then I figured out Nick's went for twenty down south
[00:36.69]Packed up my tools for my raw power move
[00:39.24]Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves
[00:42.48]Four chumps trying to stop my flow
[00:44.33]And what they don't know will show on the autopsy
[00:47.01]Went to see papi to cop me a brick
[00:49.51]Asked for some consignment and he wasn't trying to hear it
[00:52.19]Smoking mad Newport's 'cause I'm doing court for an assault
[00:55.33]That I caught in Bridgeport New York
[00:57.51]Catch me if you can like the ginger bread man
[01:00.03]You better have your gat in hand
[01:01.83]Cause man
[01:02.56]A man with a dream with plans to make cream
[01:05.01]Still struggling survival got me buggin'
[01:07.87]Souls of a soldier in the streets of survival
[01:10.07]Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
[01:12.50]The rough life I just be up nights it got me
[01:14.94]Still strugglin'
[01:15.72]Campaign
[01:16.20]Lay out your maintain
[01:17.40]In the everyday struggle
[01:18.45]I grew up on the crime side the New York Times side
[01:21.42]Staying alive was no jive
[01:22.78]Had secondhands moms bounced on old man
[01:25.80]So then we moved to shaolin land
[01:28.03]A young youth yo rockin' the gold tooth 'Lo goose
[01:31.20]Only way I begin to G off was drug loot
[01:33.74]And let's start it like this son rolling with this one
[01:36.86]And that one pulling out Gats for fun
[01:39.08]But it was just a dream for the teen who was a fiend
[01:42.02]Started smoking woolies at 16
[01:44.25]And running up in gates and doing hits for high stakes
[01:47.24]Making my way on fire escapes
[01:49.16]No question I would speed for cracks and w**d
[01:52.14]The combination made my eyes bleed
[01:54.53]No question I would flow off and try to get the dough all
[01:57.93]Sticking up white boys in ball courts
[01:59.76]My life got no better same damn 'Lo sweater
[02:02.90]Times is rough and tough like leather
[02:04.90]Figured out I went the wrong route
[02:06.69]So I got with a sick a** clique and went all out
[02:09.54]Catchin' keys from across seas
[02:11.95]Rollin' in MPV's every week we made forty G's
[02:15.38]Yo ni**a respect mine or anger the TEC-9
