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Seslendiren ve Şarkı: Vic Mensa - Hands
Biçim: Şarkı Sözleri - HİÇBİRİ
Tarih: 16 Aralık 2013 Pazartesi
Gönderen: ohara
Toplam Okuyan: 172 kişi
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Sound about right 

Mom and pops was some drug addicts

I'm a baby of a mud alley

Dirty lil nigga from the West side with a whole bunch of niggas that wear hats to the left side

Pounds to the chest, pounds of that weed

Playin' basketball bumpin MC Bree

Wearin' dirty ass head bands

Remember the first day when nigga heard Red Man

Started writin' my own verses, stopped writing about my auntie and

Grand hosptial nurses, big brother was who I wanted to be like

But I was tooken away like a felon with three strikes

Ran through my first group home

The cold world became luke warm

No Jordans and some weed to blow

I was fresh everyday thats what you need to know

Life story, motion picture

Picture perfect, horrow flicks in these verses

Laid back so Im low key don't be

Quick to judge, listen to these bars if you want to get to know me

If you want to know me



I started thinkin' something was wrong with me but

It wasn't though I was cold, niggas wanted to do songs with me

Dead all kind of shit, while livin' in residential

Fucked a bunch of bitches but bathroom windows

Fuckin' and thinking' what the fuck was I thinkin'?

I was a nigga with no conscious nigga with no instinct

Musically nigga wasn't on shit

DCSF gave me my own crib

Nigga broke into my apartment, then I got evicted the same month

Landlord was heartless by 19 I was a homeless college dropout

And what saved my ass, is when my mama made her house my house

Damn I learned a lot back then

Picked up the pen start writin' again

Fightin' the sin lighten the end of the doobie

Like Im stressed out thinkin' my story it could be the best out

Life story, motion picture

Picture perfect, horrow flicks in these verses

Laid back so Im low key don't be

Quick to judge, listen to these bars if you want to get to know me

If you want to know me

I dunno why they quick to judge

It's maybe because they don't know me, you know?

That's how I see it

They don't know me so they just makin' up some shit as life goes along

Dont worry about my life story and shit that I went through and shit in the past

Damn

Get to know me 'fore you start judgin' me mothafucker

That sound about right

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