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(feat. Jeni Fujita & 20 Grand Pikasoe) [Forte': Speaking] Political science... The study of politics, mixed with science... Speak on it, baby... [Jeni Fujita: Singing Chorus] As I look in your eyes I see the sunrise I see the moonshine! [1st Verse: 20 Grand Pikasoe] I'm from the days of the Colt 45's and gang bangers Cocaine slangers who sliced doors, no time to cook up Them niggas like raw It's all about the dollar now, white powder now He owed us money so I watched my niggas tie him down The conflict is crucial, police is neutral in this battlefield Where the battles grill, like cattles grill for a platter mil I even watched little Darryl deal I love the ghetto, hate the ghetto Must've been a genius who helped make the ghetto Letras de cancionesSo I sit back and taste the 'retto I got beef, how can you misplace my metal? It's a sob story, it's bad the way they robbed Tory Of course, must've been religious 'Cause they took a small tainin' across Wrong game to play, boss Every night's a bug out They shot up every corner where I hung out Some nights I cry to this Even though it's posi-flip (?) [Singing chorus: Jeni Fujita] It's like the sunrise Just like the moonshine! The rain stops, and your girl smiles...just for you (Yeah) For you don't know, the love I have for you! [2nd Verse: Forte'] Mommy, I keep my name on your brain like Missy With The Rain, I'm from the school of stolen sneakers Speakers and heavy chains, no lie To the knowlie, why? God see I , learned the ways of the street, degrees in Poly Sci Many days under heat It pays for sticking him Watch him beast on the lean, routine curriculum Black vans, maybe a TransAm, exams get done Pop Quiz, figure out them niggas who hit son God give, God take away And it's easy to see Spell 'til, the lord kill indiscriminately We infinitely excel, keep the fans compelled The bigger picture, watch the ones who're wit' ya I clean the pie, and seen 'em die Travel life more than once Maybe, me and I...had been greeted by, so many conceded eyes That'd be wise, when I met too many girls around the world And delete the lies [Singing Chorus: Jeni Fujita] It's like my music, a new tune you never heard Hear, your heart beat The bass hits! And you feel it It's real it's not a sample! I saw you playing my piano! Unh-Huh! [3rd Verse: Forte] Now I, rock jew-els now and then A little lights - n - platinum A little beef on the street, no harm in clappin' them Savage nations, ghetto life no ramifications Dead debating, keeping every crackhead basing My auntie steady saying that we wasting, money I like tasting, the finer things in life, like a mason Police, plague - hatin' Everything that the court own Brownsville would pry, classified as a warzone The Brook god, so trife Originale low-life To sport it, boost it, the ghetto can't afford it Trade it, sort it, stress, new port it No tags never ordered You broke it, you bought it A twenty five - to life, my little son-son caught it 'Til this day, we admit it, that we did it, he 'gon bid it Kept his mouth shut, and never shitted On who his murder flirted with death Like every team, aiight! You know the verdict! [Forte: Speaking] Want me to say it one more time Ma, is that what you want?... [Jeni: Singing] Say one more time! [Forte: Continues] For every city blocker, glock rocker Cats who get they weight off, for every kid who had a parent laid off No healthcare, had us co-dependents out on welfare Speak amongst yourself, 'cause in the streets, no one else care The powers that be, I see you knelt there Them jealous cats who slang crack, I'm glad to send you back, 'cause you dealt there We all wanna shine for basis, 'til we easy LG for GP, only the realest niggas meet me Conversing through the wee-wee hours of the morning, sleepy Always stay alert, 'cause the pain hurt too deeply Ain't nothing changed, I'm stuck on myself 'Cause you mundane You wonder while you're just gold? You're stuck on one plain Now we must hold, very fueled make it through the threshold I'm blessed though, the head distincts before I let go A major death toll It's all about the babies, fuck the best coast I keep my family eating, 'til I'm done breathing [Jeni Fujita: Singing Chorus] Hear, your heart beat! [Forte'] (- You heard?! .....Nutzbaby) The bass hits, and you feel it It's real, it's not a sample! I saw you playing my piano! Unh- Huh! All you had to do, was make a record! Yeah All you had to do, was make a record! Say one more time! All I want to do, is hold you! Forever, Forever and ever, if you need to lean on me! Don't run, I'm here for you, Just like the sunrise! Just like the moonshine! From Letras Mania