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Текст песни Young Lay - Got 2 Survive

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Today we`re gonna do something scaryWe`re venturing into the mind of young black malesLet`s take a peak...[ Young Lay ]Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herbGot me twisted, mo` cold killin murdersThem brothers gettin furtherGot my pencil for utensil, this`ll keep they mind knowninSpot some thugs at the club, and they got the nines showinDirty pimpin g`s, one of my dreams, player now listenLotta blacks locked down, but comin back around in `96All the gals my six (what else?) my track crew and my motherMake these police wonder: how is he so undercover?Never been a lover, but America had broke my heartI was told to tear up out this before this tear me apartEat through scrap, black tracks, free milk and cheeseWhile the Japs stack scratch with the VietnameseBut I`m finna squeeze, stack cheese they left on a trapA young playa mack, hit the bud`, spit a rapIt`s just that feelin, that feelin that I have for childrenAre able to love us, but these crazy devils try to kill us"I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho""Smokin that dank to deal with the pain"(My nigga Ray Luv, when`d you get up out the pen, man?)[ Ray Luv ]June 2nd `93 I returned to the streetsDid 2 months in the county and I opt to the beatNow the cops keep watch, cause they know that I rapTell the world that I`m a gangsta, cause I ride with a strapBut I ain`t yo gangsta, just a young nigga caught up in the struggleBorn hustler, goin for the jugularOut to take the beast down, piece down might be too lateThe funk is on, high, drunk off Thunderbird and Grape Kool-AidWould love to catch a playa slippin, take me down and book meGuilty as charged, hit the switch and try to cook meSilence a nigga for the shit I`m spittin, I know I`m scarin yaA poison you created in the veins of AmericaMiseducated, incarcerated, institutionalized That 3rd strike will have a gang of them rollers dyinAin`t no love where I`m goin, no love where I`m comin fromRemember me, that real-ass nigga you been runnin fromGot us sprung off the cocaine and the welfareWhile the black babies die without health care[ Mac Mall ]Now how could I pledge allegiance to a racist-ass flagWhen the rollers at my do` with a .44 mag?Got my mother spittin drag `bout I ain`t homeGot a double homicide warrant on my domeI hear em pushin in the do`, I grab my Mac with two clipsCut through the back window and like a g hit a fenceI`m thinkin `bout my folks gettin sent for violationFoes and punk police, them devils still at my do`I peep a group of ten tryina get informationI threw the clips in the Mac, start lettin off frustrationIt`s better than incarceration any day, we gonn` die anywaySo if I go out blastin, call it my fateI got niggas in the pen like my cousin BudLunatic Insane, and my partner T-LoveBig Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac DreCleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man[ 2Pac ]Now I been called a crook, a killer, a thugA no-good dealer of drugsAnd Blood or Cuz, doesn`t matter what set you wasCause where I`m at, if you black, we strappedAs long as ki`s make g`s these thieves attackAnd ain`t no rules on the streets these daysMuthafuckas better watch they back and take it eazayI`m livin in the dangerzoneAnd learnin lesson from the game, it`s onNiggas was gone when the frame was onI`m gettin breaken them balls dailyIs there a ghetto in heaven or do I go to hell?See, seems I was senteced to death, takin my steps with my head downWhy pour I liquor for my niggas, cause they dead nowMy memory since I was a little seedWas a penitentiary full of niggas like meThese cops can`t terrorize us, they despise usNiggas, cause we on the risePlus everybody`s searchin for a piece of the truthAnd the youth turn the streets into a piece of BeirutAnd the truth is"I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho""Smokin that dank to deal with the pain"

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