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[Aceyalone] Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street And they just killed Cochise over a beat Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are good Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood I gotta 10 fifty-fo' under the hood Several stages of lifespan, damned if I would be a dope when it's not a laughin matter Modern contemporary man still hunt and gather data They want glamour, the priceless prize Give 'em a torch and they put the fire to your eyes Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they pull your card Throw a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a scar Raise the bar, I pass it with the right scholastics They made it plastic, that's why they couldn't grasp it I always knew that you would fail me Once shame on me twice you shouldn't have to tell me And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with that I just ain't playin that, that's that bullshit! Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends me Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs Yo - hold your head up, you only got your life left Make the right step and don't sing the wrong song Letras de cancionesFight somebody your own damn size You dead wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise This baby here, gon' grow up to be a king I don't know how you seein things, but that's a fact It'll be over my dead body if I let you put a mother{fuckin} monkey on his back Shit ain't changed, it's just the choices The voices in your head sayin do what you don't gotta do They scared of themselves which means that they scared of me And them the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you The lord giveth and he taketh away God bless that I can live to see another day And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the neck Have some respect, I'll serve and protect Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street And they just killed Cochise over a beat And if my teachers could see you now They'll take your head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow You ain't humble, you mumble jumble Your tower of so-called power'll crumble You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's heart I need another start, cause if I knew then what I know now, it'll be wild Booyaka! Booyaka! I'll put you in the ground A peaceful man ain't got no place here I guess you wanna see 'em all die with the lambs I face fear everyday 'til the space is clear Then I fight 'em like a man cause it's what I am Somebody told me the road to freedom is lonely but I swear I ain't goin on my own I'm takin my sisters, my families, my homies Now I'm about to take this mother(fucker) home Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street And they just killed Cochise over a beat Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends me Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs From Letras Mania