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Outlawz - So Many Stories lyrics
f/ Mil (Chorus-Shaffar) So many stories in the city I live in I soak up the game, that everyone plays I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way (Verse 1-Napoleon) It's been hard on us, day by day Watchin my step gotta play where I lay Now why this mother fucker wanna test me out It's this thang I'ma protect myself and blow his brains out Cold on the streets never talk on the phone And the main thing is never bring a snake in your home But that's hard black, why? Cuz half the time them niggaz be in your face smilin and shit but you don't know that And I don't know why that nigga jealous of me When he could do the same shit that pay me In the streets breed a lot of killaz That's why corners full of hate and the young ones is cap peelers But they don't feel us when we're drownin in our own blood And they don't know when we go home it's no love So what's the use of us carin and shit And that's the reason we buy guns, load 'em up and spit 'em at shit (Chorus-Shaffar) So many stories in the city I live in I soak up the game, that everyone plays I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way (Verse 2) (Young Noble) I know niggaz that was kings that turned into fiends The nigga lost everything jewels and dreams He losin teams, the murder rate higher than ever Niggaz need more than weed gettin higher than ever Nuts in the streets my roots ain't nothin but deep Niggaz roam with the heat just for somethin to eat Niggaz sell to under covers then snitch on they brothers Everybody sayin fuck us, I know God love us (Mil a.k.a Hellraza) I was raised when I cried in the household Turned me into a nut But these niggaz didn't know Just from bein home I seen enough before I learned the streets I knew all about a gun 'cause my background was deep A little dirty nigga holdin my pants when I run It's a chance you gotta take everyday in the slums This for the hoods where, certain people scared to come I had a heart as a young nigga, now I don't fear none (Chorus-Shaffar) So many stories in the city I live in I soak up the game, that everyone plays I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way (Verse 3-Kastro) I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind What more can I say it been that way a long time And anybody, who think that rude Can suck my dick until they spit my baby girl need food I was young, when Pac put my hands on a gun And told me life is what you make it And stripes you gotta take them It took a while for me to over stand I was only 12 but I felt like a grown man And livin on, and that which does not kill me can only make me strong But ya'll niggaz don't hear me though My souljah story, for glorious pain While I'm game you niggaz playin, played out and lame This shit hurt, my mind blind my dick in the dirt And I'm so sick of bein tired, and tired of bein hurt I search out the truth, and that shit worse I swear it's a curse that the church can't nurse, come on (Chorus-Shaffar) So many stories in the city I live in I soak up the game, that everyone plays I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way |
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