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This track was so deep and so reallll i had to post this, might be some mistakes though (doing this while im in class lol)

look at my window, I see homeless ppl sleeping
catching z's on the cement, wonder if they even dreaming
meanwhile Peter beefin over who should be a veagen
feedin animals better food than these people are eating
one of them told me walmart just fired 20 workers
for 6 months straight, no body will hire any workers
im so hungry i can cry, wouldnt lie for any purpose
could you find it in your heart to buy me any churches
bottom of 20 pieces, shitty in these city streets
too many penless peeps claiming they in your reach
that could be your enemy to man cause really when he drinks
he thinks, fuck a 50 dollar bill he give me brinks
you know how it goes, no nuts no glory
bitches on my dick, whoe whats your story
probably want kids, no luck no maury
looking for a joke, go fuck joe torry
im from a place where snakes never play fair
the 9th dude at the table but its only 8 chairs
a standup guy till im rocking grey hairs
giving lame squares a blank stair like i aint there
cause lame swear they getting bank but cant share
(??)
You cant care then hommie change your game player
best believe we all bleeding, breath the same air
from here to saint clare, i speak my mind because i aint scared
Somebody gotta tell you this
Cancer kills way more Americans than any Arabic terrorist
We use more money to fight them then findin a cure
So a little kid sits there with his kemotherapist
Hair fallin out while his vital signs weaken
He'll be dead while his parents are in debt for his treatment
its a cold world oh em gee
if I was god i be like oh my me
some of us humans are so grimey
im thinking now live hommie, dont mind me
week 8, you wasnt expecting this
i gotta give you jewls, cant keep them on my kneck and wrist
and uck the police you triple 6 nero ceaser(??)
over seas in lucifiers(??), we dont need ya
heros neither, COB's a
sacret society from here to rio de ja
neiro, man the truth is already known
religion been ucking my people way before Eddie Long
niggas aint got tomatoe sauce to put speghetti on
preachers live in fat houses, call them they larry homes
you see our maximums might have been your minimums
pray for baby food, having a diper was a miracle
sugar water bottle man no vitamins and minerals
future of a fire, man aint brighter than the crimenals
thats how we feel niggas starving: navels touching your spine
putting food on the table wasnt a crime
you unable to get signed to a label
life aint a fucking rap video so watching cable fuck with your mind
but what you do in the dark come to the light,
so I shine all day because I grind all night
seven series beamer, now I need to bring my team up
street sweepers on the block cause we in this thing to clean up
SUT SUT COBB my nigga yeaa SUT SUT COBB my nigga yeaa


Yeah these lyrics are super dope.. thanks for postin some real shit..
SUT SUT COB my NIGGAA YEAAAA