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Текст песни K-Rino - Point A to Point B

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[Chorus]15 balls and a club to matchA lotta these foo`s keep dying for sratchAll I wanna do is get payed for goodBut too many haters rollin thru my hood[Verse One]It`s likeI`m tryin to get from point A to point BMutha fuckin feds still watching meI`m still on paper from my last lickRough street life got me pumped up to blast quick2 `o clock on the block, I`m pulled over, damn itI red light a mile back, a cop said I ran itI aint a slave to a grave, I just had to send `emSix shooter in my lap, I put five in `emThe heat iron heat defeats novacaneTo degrees where even death can`t stop the painGain momentum when the heat started dumpin in `emAnd then I`ma bit `em like a snake when I`m pumpin venonThe murderistic, realistic, let my fist get, deeper in his grill cuz I`m twistedI`ma show you, all the dirt that K-Rino do, duck, you see the type of shit Igots to go thruI`m trippin[Chorus]15 balls and a club to matchA lotta these foo`s keep dying for sratchAll I wanna do is get payed for goodBut too many haters rollin thru my hood[Verse Two]It`s likeI stepped in the moss back in 92Got the real scoop on the red, white, and blueIt provided me with deep thoughts to rap aboutAint no choir, cuz it aint shit to clap aboutI had a dream I was in a shootout one nightFoo started cockin up cuz they was scared to fightI started to run but my feet couldn`t handle the testI felt a sharp pain, blast right thru my chestI hit the ground tryin to fight for what I had leftI felt the essence of my life remove itselfMy homeboy standing over me, cryin and shitI`m losing focus in my eyes and going blind and shitI raised up, wooo, it was only a dreamTrippin over how realistic a vision could seemWas I really about to be recieved by the dirtHow come I woke up with that blood stain on my shirt[Chorus]15 balls and a club to matchA lotta these foo`s keep dying for sratchAll I wanna do is get payed for goodBut too many haters rollin thru my hood[Verse Three]KnowledgeIn 1555 they put us on a shipThousands of miles across the water, that`s a long tripStrip the knowledge itself, devils flip the scriptRip the shirt off my back and commits to whipMurder to he or she who fought for the right to be freeRaping the sister while they hung a brother from a treeBurning a body of a victim to ash and dustAnd at the same time teaching religion to usEmancipation proclamationThey let us go, only to make conditions worse than they was beforeCuz even though our asses are no longer in chainsThey wrapped a mutha fucker smooth around our brainPoverty stricken conditions lead to criminal shit"We`re equal now"...got your ass subliminal shitIf your great grand daddy could come from the pastand hear you bumpin that bullshit he`d slam yo assCuz just imagine how our first ancestors feltBeing decieved back in Africa, sold and deltThey had to pay, with their life for us to walk today400 years later still aint left point ATrippinTryna get from point A to point BI`m tryna get from point A to point BI`m tryna get from point A to point BI`m tryna get from point A to point B

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