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It's hard to say, every sentence is pain Brothers killing brothers, descendants of Cain Props if getting knocked, and no mentioning names Had to steel, all that time I spent in the flame Cain rose up against Abel, his brother, and slew him Got to be in grace first to fall from it That money chased birthed the full summit Was wasteful as big eyes and a small stomach Funny used to call my friends money, I lost hundreds From low lands, sugar no man, God fearing I death threats, not deaf yet, I'm hard hearing Revenge is the engine, with my heart steering Enough disastrous crashes, had to start veering Had to use your fists to change your fiscal Figuring how to get rich became the ritual As teens bought full magazines, if we had an issue We all had beef, but for dinner having gristle More hooded, even headed in doubt, short footed Fear built relationships rapport couldn't Being angelic get you popped, saying something that's off-putting Feeling weak for being in love, like a Moor shouldn't Was action packed, cut your cap just to hate hub For years spoke the code like every place bugged Since them dudes in school, move like I taste blood Letras de cancionesFights bought forty nights, like the great flood Still a nexus to the treacherous gutter Kept two, never monochrome, my gift technicolor Like the coat of Joseph, hope it don't affect my brother Became man of the house quick, had to protect my mother One of my cousins said he was gon' beat me like my pops I blacked out, was ready to leave him in a box My sister calmed me down, saw me reaching for the shots That's my linchpin, since then, we been on the rocks It's hard to say, every sentence is pain Brothers killing brothers, descendants of Cain Props if getting knocked, and no mentioning names I had to steel, all that time I spent in the flame Every sentence is pain Descendants of Cain "Let him among you who is without sin cast the first stone" May your life be fruitful if I appeal to you I'm defense against ten trying to conceal the truth Breaded when I medicine, that's what a healer do Out here was too rough to bluff, every dealer knew Don't mind if it was gross, this hope's genetic Did the most to cope when the coast wasn't copacetic When I rapped to you it's natural, no synthetic Survivors of my father, it's my old genetic I rhyme like divinity Times the inner me cry from the imagery Where we stood, no neighborhood sinner-free From the curb, if any deserve to win it's me To quiet the stomach, we had to rummage Father gave it all denominations, but wanted hundreds I wanted hundreds I wanted hundreds You got it popping at the top of the morning Couldn't magical mothers on gutter blocks was enduring We took the hits cause the knot was alluring My boy back up top got popped for his urine If a man slips, bent grip on his vice We try our best to get it, could triple the price Though crew did it for food, not to be dripping in ice Pray the stocks stack on my blocks, but liquid is nice Known to throw trips, show fifths, dip with the dice Dusk to dawn, much go on, know you lick with us nights To get paid out trade route like you shipping a spice The meek heard "Turn the other cheek", I got different advice I got different advice From Letras Mania