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They say music can alter moods and talk to you But can it load a gun up for you and cock it too Well if it can then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault and I’ll get sued See what these kids do is hear about us toting pistols And they want to get one cos they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves We're entertainers of course this shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus but music is reflection of self We just explain it and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up ain't it how we can come from practically nothin' To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night wishing they die Till they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes That's why we seize the moment and try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it cos we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on through out lyrics that you hear in our songs And we can Sing with me sing for the year Sing for the laughter sing for the tear Sing with me if it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Annons
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