Doing Me

AZ

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    I know, it get kinda hard sometimes,
    We all looking for some kind of, outlet to plug into, but ahh,

    From the corners of street,
    In every hood and every ghetto
    (AZ) Every hood
    I'm the proof of what could be, if you try
    If you wanna try
    (AZ) It's on you
    All the haters wanna see,
    (AZ) Uh uhn
    A nigga's life in misery
    (AZ) Uh uhn
    But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die

    Handcuffed by the wrist and tied in the feet
    So stressed, wish that I could die in my sleep
    And Lord knows, thru his grace I done tried it wit peace
    But it's like niggas ain't happy 'til they finally deceased
    Feel the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap
    And just applied everything that he learned from crack
    I'm in now, it's life ain't no turning back
    It been foul so what kinda concerns is that
    Peep the signs of the eyes 'cuz it tell it all
    One of the few in the streets that was selling it raw
    Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more
    And how I move, you could still look and tell I was poor
    How can the hate from another man stop my flow
    That's like another pimp thinking he can knock my hoe
    I'm here now, just trying to copp and blow
    Couple of cars and lot's of doe

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    From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto
    I'm the proof of what could be, if you try
    If you wanna try
    All the haters wanna see
    A niggas life in misery
    But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die

    One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall
    You seen one nigga ball, you done seen 'em all
    Even standup niggas seen 'em lean and crawl
    What makes a man wanna fiend for more
    Life itself is more than a trial or a quest
    Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran with the best
    And very rarely, you can catch me casually dressed
    I'm more relaxed in a hat and some sweats
    Doing me, been amongst some of the street's most strongest men
    Around for months then they gone again
    Incarcerated, penalized for the love of they acts
    Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucing wit that?
    Where we at? hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed
    Spoken in codes for the killers that daily'll dose
    Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors
    Get legit then get them stores

    From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto
    I'm the proof of what could be, if you try
    If you wanna try
    All the haters wanna see
    A niggas life in misery
    But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die

    So now it's on y'all, could see, I done figured it out
    Only a few could say that they been in my house
    And caroused at my wall color, blend with my couch
    I'm as low as you can go in the south
    When it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate
    Some say I'm too street and way too involved wit the snakes
    What make a man bigger that life, I'm twice his age
    Understand I'm a sinner but I'm nice some ways
    Knee-deep in what I speak 'cuz I spit the truth
    I become angelic when I sit in the booth
    Just a thought of all the ill shit that lurk in streets
    How can another real nigga wanna work wit police
    Bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is rough
    I took an oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck
    Knowledge of self, I'ma do this regardless of wealth
    Regardless of how the deck and how the cards get dealth

    From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto
    I'm the proof of what could be, if you try
    If you wanna try
    All the haters wanna see
    A niggas life in misery
    But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die

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    Composición: Az y Big Joe

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