Текст песни Pastor Troy f Chip - Boys to Men
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[Pastor Troy Talking]Ayo this ya boy Pastor Troy checkin in right here, yeah(This from the soul)Ayo on this joint right here man we b0ut to just break it down to youman just the transition to becoming... (This from the heart)That some of yall gone have to go through man everyb0dy on the soundof my voice (This from the soul)Everything gone be cool man, From Boys to Men[Verse 1]No one to doubt me, I`m not here lonelyChildhood secrets still with my homiesI recall days where we blazed up on the hillNot knowing what the future would hold, just kept it realwe ridin on the lac wit the boys to other schoolswe catch`em at they football game and act a foolAnd everyb0dy know my name, that`s Michael Troywe made all them bullies respect Falcon boyI got my folks worried, I`m suspended everydaySometimes I ain`t tell`em and caught the train to the Ato the firepoint station supremal location (C`mon, Cmon)I`m only 15, tho at the lil scene[Chorus]No one to pry me, I`m all aloneNo one to cry onHe`d shelter from the rain to ease the painChanging from boys to men[Verse 2]I done seen stabbins, I done seen shootinsI done seen a robbery, I done seen twoBut I ain`t even 15So when I turn 16 I`ma get that chrome thing wit the beamMy team was the `wrecking crew` like juiceThe type of niggaz on our side do what`s the truthI bet them killas on yo side respect gameThat other nigga from the southside was lameMy name is stone, Charles Town to the boneLil wayne and scooby rockin MCM and gucciI`m 9 years old the nigga let me touch a uziI wanted to kill just like I saw up in the movieNo wonder my friend shot his self in the headPlaying with the gun from under his mother`s bedDon`t wanna call his name too tough, we`ll call`em "fred"We watch my nigga wally bled when we was young![Chorus]No one to pry me, I`m all aloneNo one to cry onHe`d shelter from the rain to ease the painChanging from boys to men[Chip]Yeah, yeah, it`s in our heart..Lord knows we be trying hard god watchin over usMomma told me "baby don`t be going to school cuttin up"Did I listen? Hell nawListen lemme tell yallYouth transformed mommas only into eightballeverywhere I go niggaz know I speak that poetrySing my Chilouette like Alfred Hitchcock and they know it`s meDown the line, met a lot of niggaz on the grindhit plenty dimesMurder they asses make it seem like I commit the crimeA friend of mine, won`t rap into illegal business18 wheelers, fed X and brickes did with killasHe smoked and dipped`em drunk wit chrysey(?)Them bitches down though, come straight back afta they get through strippinI`m out of town, Nextel jerkin it`s his lil brother cryintold me his brother killed hisself, I say nigga you lyinHe put the gun in his mouth and blew his brains 0uthe couldn`t handle (?) this shit we sang b0ut[Chorus]No one to pry me, I`m all aloneNo one to cry onHe`d shelter from the rain to ease the painChanging from boys to men..