Текст песни K-Rino - Two Roads, слова песни K-Rino

Текст песни K-Rino - Two Roads

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(Verse One)It aint but two roads that you can takeWhen you doing dirt to get the money that you makeI aint going to knock you, for tryin to get your mailBut all the true gangstas is dead or in jailSee boy, you`za fool, 15 years oldThinkin you gonna stack you up and killa bank rollYou used to have to scrape, now your krib is straight layed outStarted sellin dope cuz them Ku Klux done played outThe home boys told ya but ya didn`t learn a thingAn OG, even took ya up under his wingHe said "the dope game is like a basketball teamEverybody gotta role, we can`t all be a king"Got some king pins, you got the little g`sSome people sell rocks, while others move keysYou work your way up, and now you makin all the breadBut you might meet the feds or some bullets to your headcuz it aint but two roads(Chorus)The game is sweet, but sometimes it`s sourHigh cappers getting bumped off by the hourYou take the high road, you take the lowYou`ll end up dead, but you`ll be on death row(Verse Two)I gotta friend who started strugglin, hit some hard timesNever been the type to indulge in petty crimesAnywayz I saw him, most likely you can find meI graduated 1989 he came behind meBut when he graduated, he started getting nervousMama said "you gots to get a job or join the service"He thought to himself, "should I push up on KFCOr join the army, and be all I can never be"Then he remembered that his partna said "hollaAt me anytime you wanna make a quick dollar"He kicked my boy down with a small lick to start withSaid that he would stop when he moved in his apartmentAnd get himself a ride, but yo, something happenedHe started makin bank, putting freaks, and high cappinHe got to acting shife and people`s dope he started takingNow he`s in the grave cuz he crossed that Jamaican(Chorus)The game is sweet, but sometimes it`s sourHigh cappers getting bumped off by the hourYou take the high road, you take the lowYou`ll end up dead, but you`ll be on death row(Bridge)I aint but two roads, that you can takeOne is the jail house, the others the grave(Verse Three)What ever happened to the days, when a brotha used to scrap, with handsAnd when it`s over, gave eachother dapAint no such thang as a one on one right?A one on one is now a gun on gun fightYa had to get your strap, and blast `em in the chest maanBecause your pride couldn`t except, the fact, that he had the best handsNow what`s up with that? How we gonna stand?Killin a man over a women, killin a women cuz she took your manIt`s not that, it`s some dope that`swhere our mind atTime is runnin out, so really the bottom like isSmokers gon` smoke, gangstas gon` shootBut you can`t kill a tree by cuttin the branch, you gotz to get the rootAnd that be the media on TV, tryna blame the blacks for all the problemsthat they seeYo, the politicians you know we can`t trustCuz guess who they makin all them new laws up forYeah, I see you blind but you can seeI`ma tell you, just like L.V. told meYou got to cherish your old folks and kids tooCuz you can teach the kids and old folks can teach you about the roads(Chorus)The game is sweet, but sometimes it`s sourHigh cappers getting bumped off by the hourYou take the high road, you take the lowYou`ll end up dead, but you`ll be on death row(Bridge)I aint but two roads, that you can takeOne is the jail house, the others the graveNo I don`t wanna see my people dyingNo I don`t wanna see you cryingThings are gonna get betterWe need put ourself together, yeah

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Two Roads

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