The Vent Part 2

Gudda Gudda

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    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah
    OK, look me in my real eyes
    Who would you realize?
    That these rappers talking to you, telling real lies
    Came a long way from bagging up narcotics
    Now I go to wars, and sometimes I fly in private
    My heart I let you pick inside it
    And then I close it up
    Sometimes our thoughts are suicidal, it's time to open up
    Most of my homies are all locked up and gone away
    So I rap my heart out and try to provide a better way
    Better days are coming, I wish that they could bear with me
    So all the blessing that I get, take a share with me
    They think my life is all great, because the bills pay
    But I got three seats that I gotta still...
    Shit, don't mind me, I'm just thinking out loud
    And most these rappers tramp, so I'm a take 'em all out
    When you see me I bow, bitch, your king is in your presence
    I'm a David to you Goliaths
    Cause I ain't speaking to you peasants
    I could get you give rap like a present
    I ain't playing, nigga
    I'm a change, nigga, but yet I'm still the same nigga
    The... on the riffle, good aim, nigga
    Don't give me your... cause I could tell you how to frame, nigga
    Lame nigga I never was, I move my bitch better
    Cause I've touched a lot of women, it's hard to find forever love
    If you ain't... your plate, it's almost time to grab
    And we gonna scrape the plate
    And rape the bank until our time is up!
    I run till I find one, with a divine touch
    So if you try to see me or beat me, you better find luck!
    I run till I find one, with a divine touch
    So if you try to see me or beat me, you better find luck!
    Go! Is that shit that gave you goose bumps?
    Is that shit that gave you goose bumps?
    Yeah! Is that shit that gave you goose bumps?
    You... gutter, trying to move something!
    Yeah, shout out my team, man told you!
    I love you!
    The whole YMCMB, you know
    Yeah!
    Free all my niggas, rest in peace to all my niggas, yeah...
    Ya homie, you know I shout the child out and got a real one
    I told ya all be home soon
    You know it's gotta...
    Let's get it, you know!
    To my nigga... I miss you
    To my nigga... I forgave you
    You heard? I forgave you!
    East Side, nigga!

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