Текст песни Ali Vegas - Generation Gap
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[Verse 1-Ali Vegas]YoI was forced to live itOther cats was brought up in itSurrounded by drug spots, cemeteries, abortion clinicsI watch my older strong arms grow soft and timidUntil he got caught he sentenced and now he forced to been withUp north`s the sentence, I found a team to score and win withAnd until this day we haven`t lost a scrimmageWe floss a minute, we always know where to draw the limitSee the rich cop expensive shit to get the poor offendedMy whole click related, until we situatedSeen five out the top ten that made itBallon`ll get inflated due to diamonds and karatsThe finest and fairest designed to blind the mind of a savageLuckily I was raised by the AdriaticThat taught me how to keep my lyrics flaming crazy rapidAnd still maintain an 80 averageSince Vegas was in a baby carriageI always knew I would never sick of that train and care shitI want to make the same impact that cocaine and crack didWhat can I say I guess my moms raised me backwardsThe streets ain`t never offered me shit but a waiting casketIf I run I`m scared, but if I stay I`m dead[Hook-Ali Vegas]I`m confusedSometimes I feel like I can`t loseCome back down to reality and tap the concrete with my shoesI`m confusedSometimes I feel like I can`t loseAnd my people keep telling me "Dog, get a grip"[Verse 2-Ali Vegas]We all awaiting Christ, others got money awaiting diceMe, I had to stick with the stage and micMy mother told me them toes that you step on today might be connected to that ass you kiss later in lifeSo I`ma take it like...Throwing dice in great cracks, spending nights in state slacksLife`s a paybackI say life is a giftThey say with ever thing comes a price and a riskSleep was always nice with his fist and I was twice nice with the fifthEyes you to swift, I always wondered why the wise didn`t ripAnd why politicians always replace their lies with a mythMy mother always handled family ties with a twistSo I perfected my why`s and my if`sSo many try but they missWhen I die and I`m stiff, I want my music to be recognized more than thisI put a lot of thought in this since the days of being sent to the stores with listsI decided rather poor or rich, Crisco is the closet I`m gone come to pouring CrisAnd my rap lines is never bordemnessJust close your eyes and pick a side of the bone, I guess I got the shorter end[Hook-Ali Vegas]I`m confusedSometimes I feel like I can`t loseCome back down to reality and tap the concrete with my shoesI`m confusedSometimes I feel like I can`t loseAnd my people keep telling me "Dog, get a grip"[Verse 3-Ali Vegas]Ayo it`s hard to live where them losers crack jokes on retarded kidsAnd disrespectful kids get barred from the cribOther cats stacking O`s, dodging fedsGod forbid I do something on earth that`ll scar my kidsLord knows my father did, starting fights in the bar with MikeYou get beat bloody with rods and pipes, just because you scar they knightsMy squad will strike if the odds is rightHundred killers with cars and bikes, hopped out on me and my moms one nightWe had to flee in the lightning and rainNow I see why Sleep smoke tress to ease and lighten the painAs long as ideas keep enlightening the brain, and I keep writing them flamesThen I`ma be aiight in this gameForget fighting with dames, keep it tight and my cypha won`t changeEven if some judge try enditing the gameMost of y`all swift with the hands, but light in the aimYo I`m confused son...