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Twista - Korrupt World lyrics
hold on they're murderin' up if you gotta bust a cap then aim it up if you religeous praise it up if you gotta get high then blaze it up for the ones that never gave it up take a champagne glass and raise it up verse 1: again it was the feelin when I saw his blood spillin poppin' lip takin over his tip is why he had to kill him now his body's in chalk and no longer can talk so then a life is lost somebody tricked off and the killer is caught so now his life is cost you might get caught so to make a move these motherfuckers are petrified on the best to try so when we slide so first bless the rest that died is it a test of pride when inside you pull the trigger but you didn't want to pull it could it be a motherfucker on the other side of the bullet should it matter naw, you figure Ima waste 'em just a murder for the nation for some hemmed up, locked up, broke up for felonies and other overly motherly abrasion now in front of of me encased in a coffin is a body with people around sad and froze tears drop like rain but people didn't feel the pain till the casket closed now the drastic shows and mother threw a frown even when the gunner was found cuz it seems like yesterday he was runnin around now he under the gruond cuz the gunner get down in these streets even though u pack a peice for heat niggaz urgin' to bust the game ain't the same so stay away from the curb if you out there servin' them up and chorus: hold on they're murderin up if you gotta bust a cap them aim it up if you religeous priase it up, if you gotta get high then blaze it up for the ones who never gave it up take a champange glass and raise it up make a toast to yourself for survivin in a world thats so corrupt (repeat) verse: again it was the feelin when I saw his blood pourin' tragedy mess a man look in the mirror and then I see stud mournin' as the streets erases others, it encase a brother you had enough heart to waste this brother but can you face his mother I was faced with other types of problems that had held me back couldn't tell me jack now I'm gone in my own zone but you didn't have to tell me that so come trail me back to a time when a motherfucker had lost his will to survive me and my folks had to rob and steal for a meal he'd had to kill to survive I remember when you had my back when the relative passed and my mother cried when the house caught flames you collapsed in my arms when you heard that your father died I take drama in stride I don't have to go thru a thang to get myself together see for yourself but the worst is gone so its on till the roamin' have his shelter but if they end up back on the streets again and I have to recieve my fate smoke weed at the wake so the pain and hate escapes to keep the kids straight cuz you did straight if your seed succeed cuz they keep learnin, and keep growin up right now survivin' in a place thats full of doubt and about to self-destruct chorus visualize in invisible eyes how I individualize critical cries of pitiful skies that rain pain upon the ghettoland where the unforgettable dies subliminal lies means no motherfucker never gon make it if he knew people to keep it in check soon womb to the tomb death is in the next room if a nigga don't realize the k's infects doom lets assume anotha brotha wanna laugh at you I think he just coulda blasted you you inhabit you killed them now the trigga tried to kick it but his niggaz comin after you tellin you its strange of us be crazy steppin to a motherfucker thats dangerous cuz its a gang of us throwin knuckles in a scuffle if we have two thangs to bust cocaine to us and my brains to dust I represent you up there so I try as long as my enemy bust but soon to be crushed I don't really give a fuck if I die so I lie my people should be glad to survive in the land of the lost its plan of the bos leavin motherfuckers dyin with thier grandmothers hand on the cross so I take a stand when I talk, ran instead of walk to chalk up another victory how you did the caper hid the paper breaking other niggaz off is a mystery with the chemicals and drugs all of these criminals and thugs just keep comin' up better watch yourself cuz there ain't no love in the streets of a world thats corrupt chorus |
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