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"The Lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined" "The Lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined" "In between two worlds, trying to get dope" Let me talk to your soul real quick homeboy, yeah, OK Apparently I'm not that rapper that y'all thought I was (Nah) I was brought up in envy, I wasn't taught to love If said nigga had what I wanted, then said nigga would take it off or he caught a slug (Give me that) Your honor was expendable when you said it before a judge I'm in debt to the Lord above But it's hell's fire that I was blessed with a portion of I'm possessed like the broad in Grudge But the true horror is, the gift is in the present, you never know what tomorrow gives When life was like Contra, forever blowing them cartridges (Blaow) Never hung with the sports players and awkward kids I gravitated to hallways and abandoned houses One man who couldn't stand niggas who took the stand ironically now I stand for thousands (Let's go) Mama please forgive me I know you think I rap, but I still squeeze the milli Send ten keys to Philly The label sent A and R's, but the corner put AR's in the hands of thieves to kill me Mama please forgive us Just take this money please consider You are where you at, the streets is with us Letras de canciones'Member back when they would call police to get us (I remember) Now we drink champagne on a beach in Venice (I see you Louis) It's hard to teach beginners, but how you reach niggas who hardly eat for dinner (How you reach them niggas) Think God released a sinner You niggas in the streets but homie the streets is in us Apparently I'm not that rapper that y'all thought I was (Nah) Shit I was robbing and shooting before I caught a bus Had one foot in the corner office the other on the corner cautions to offer drugs Park deals and drug dealings was never taught to budge Contracts on our next con hacks, combat, this can't be a war with no contact that's beyond rap Business ain't personal, I heard a few people utter the words but utter my personal business, I'm hurting you And that's just for your ears, 'cause I don't make my threats public Don't forget much, think History was my best subject I don't regret much, that mystery is the best 'what if?' (Hmm, let me think about that) Either you press a key or bounce a ball Running up a Def Jam, they had no reason to doubt them all In front of LA Reed, still smelling of weed and alcohol I came from the ignorance, belligerent, but knowing where I came from makes what I'm doing now more significant Mama please forgive us Just take this money please consider You are where you at, the streets is with us Remember back when they would call police to get us (I remember) Now we drink champagne on a beach in Venice (I see you Louis) It's hard to teach beginners, but how you reach niggas who hardly eat for dinner (How you reach them niggas) Think God released a sinner You niggas in the streets but homie the streets is in us "The Lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined" "In between two worlds, trying to get dope" "The Lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined" "In between two worlds, trying to get dope" From Letras Mania