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Just want the finer things Committed grimy street crimes If not homie, you don't know me, deny me three times I'm going to the forest to pray Some taste, some racin', hoping this make it harder to stray I stole from Peter, never paid Paul I pocket profit on corners, wavin' that 8 ball For a few that's the cue, they stumblin' son For the thrill, fistful of bills, i'm crumblin' some Say goodnight at first light, know when bundle was done Got beef? You ain't comin' with none if you ain't come with a gun Ay young, you ain't come with a gun if you ain't come with a drum For a friend of me, I'm public enemy, you come with a ton (uzi) I come with a ton (that uzi) Villainous monsters, feelin' accomplished Stealin' from paupers, illin' from children in Gompers Dream to push something mean, drive off with dimes 'Til that day I pack a trey, the sidewalk is mines Just another predator deadin' the smug competitor Cold hogs before i show love - vetted it Those that pump meds bump heads, for not Streets need a procedure for the bloodshed to stop In the hood only violence understood, so it's gotta be Years wasting central potential, no one was proud of me SongtextePlans to change that but the strange fact Crews that move white soon lose sight of where the reigns at They say it's royal in my blood They say it's royal in my blood They say it's royal in my blood, toyed with mentally for centuries Not toilin' the mud, the luck of most Was not to survive them fuckin' boats On the land of mother's coast Shoulda been cuttin' throats Like the clans in Japan, when Kublai came Splash on the surface with passionate purpose in lieu of the fame Committed grimy street crimes If not homie, you don't know me, deny me three times I'm going to the forest to pray Some taste is racin', hoping this make it harder to stray Harder to stray Bequeath the speech, where's the fee to reach Scrapin' math never late from class, the streets to teach This is coconut herb spoken word What you folks observe is what brokeness spurred Illest notes emerge, still the most preferred Get poked and purged where the cope was merged All focused on them hopeless curves Got bread? We pull the heat, toast is served Want it last? Never flash cash, show reserve In front of them triggers figures get exposed as herbs Streets made me EKG, hearts are tested What I weep is too deep to chart domestic It's fantastic handcrafted artisan brew Was casted and mastered for a marvelous few Truly there's beauty in this ugly Scared to put seeds in the uterus that love me Growin', knowin' my roots indeed rotten Producing bad fruits, all my family tree's droppin' Committed grimy street crimes If not homie, you don't know me, deny me three times I'm going to the forest to pray Some taste, some racin', hopin' this make it harder to stray I want the finer things I did it all for the finer things The finer things I did it all for the finer things When heaven is about to confer a great office on anyone, it first exercises his mind with suffering, it exposes his body to hunger and subjects him to extreme poverty, and it confounds his undertakings. In all these ways, it stimulates his mind, hardens his nature and supplies his incompetencies Gotta walk this plight Drop gems, got friends every walk of life It's the gator that said fuck all that talkin', fight In my park all bark, we was forced to bite Fought the best, any less though light shit Cold since they left that hole with the ice pick Hearts don't flutter in the gutter, hate necessary Propped in a rock in a hard place pressed very If no jewels can't use, ain't worth the time All the sounds i 'cord down, urge to climb Motion picture scripture, every song scored They want grief, unsheath the long sword It's hindsight of the fights I've endured In my twilight, gettin' right with the lord Gettin' right with the lord In my twilight, gettin' right with the lord Got the gift and the thoughts that count It's the thoughts that count Got the gift and the thoughts that count Got the thoughts that count Aus Songtexte Mania