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Текст песни Mathematics f Hot Flames - Can I Rise

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[Intro: Hot Flames]Yeah... it`s that painStrongarm, Mathematics, yeah, yo[Hot Flames]Sometimes I zone out, starin` at the wall with the chrome outI`m broke, but I`m black, so I can`t take a loan outJudges sendin` me in, cases hardly gettin` thrown outLost in the system, fam, like I miss `emHad a smart mouth, so the gods probably twist `emOn the floor leaking, til the meds come and stitch `emLittle brother got that, cops pistol whipped `emHeard he in the gay house, faggot nigga pimpin` himThought he was a thug, look what the world did to himEverything`s changing, everybody bangingEvery where you go in this world, niggaz hatingUsed to kick ass, now he take it in the anusTold his moms, phone hit the floor when she faintedShe a Jehovah witness, she blamin` it on SatanBoth sons locked up, spend her nights prayin`Welfare washed up, living in the basementDaughter on the strip, now, hoe and for nathin`Moms got arthritis, hands keep shakingCouple months passed, now she buried in the pavementFifteen alcoholic, whole life wasted[Chorus 2X: Hot Flames]Can I rise? And get to the laugh, through the criesWhile I`m alive, the projects, the hood through my eyesNo lies, people relyin` or just enough cashTo survive, I`mma strive, to the top, before I die[Hot Flames]Little man again, tired of people making fun of himPoppy spaz out, if you put the gun in front of himO.G. hustling nigga, gave him a packTold him to, hold his head and gave him a gatShorty coming through, whips now, we started to stackStarted hanging out with pimps now, started to mackFlossin`, his lady got pregnant, had an abortionCops raided his crib, took half of his fortuneThe other half that he had, was the O.G.`s potionHe`s left for nothing, thirty thou`, down the drainNow he mad the gate, that he fouled the gameHe got knocked, lost his dough, write after, he lost his hoesDid a year, then they off of paroleFive years, it took that, couldn`t wait to get homeBut that O.G. hustler, was waiting with chromeHe owed him, twenty five, only gave him fifteenHe thought, being that he did time, the nigga wouldn`t see himBut he did, came home and he was waiting in his cribCame in his door, he had his lady, suckin` his dickDown to the floor, he spazzed out, thought she was cheatingTil he seen her face was beaten, he had no gunBut he did start swinging, the O.G. whistleThree niggaz came in with pistols, poppin`And left, his last words, were `baby, I miss you`[Chorus 2X][Hot Flames]Son, started rappin at 12, by 15, he was sickHis whole hood thought he had potential, to be the next B.I.GSo many rap niggaz, offered to put him under the tableBut he signed with no lawyer, to an underground labelEverything was good at first, so he was feeling the vibeI mean, he knew he was gonna struggle, but he was willing to rideThey had him on some pretty shit, and it was killing his prideBut he held it in, kept it all, hittin` in sidesSee, he was gutter since birth, he didn`t know about flossin`Coppin` him new Benz, he didn`t know it was gon` cost himHe ain`t know if he ain`t blowin`, he gon` wind up owein`And that brand new car, they gonna wind up towin`It`s more than music, everything is based on businessHe`s a hard headed little nigga, never would listenSigned off his publishing, for half of his spinachSpaz out on `em, and his whole career was finishedTil he signed to another label, and repaired his imageGot back on that hard shit, they ain`t feelin` him nowHand fools, last year, he was killing the crowdNow he can`t even go gold, he gettin` tired of the gameNiggaz makin` fun of his name, he gettin` tired of the shameTook it out on his dame, now he locked in the bang, it`s crazyIt`s how we live, yeah..[Chorus 2X][Outro: Hot Flames]Can I Rise?Can I Rise?

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