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Shyheim - Things Happen lyrics
[shyheim] "sup, how was your ride." "it was long, but Im aiiight." "true, true." "so you takin care of yourself in here? " "no question, I gets down for mines." "yeah I know, I heard a lot about you." "word? Im sayin tho-" "anyway, if you dont mind me askin, howd you get into alla this? " "yo, its a long story..." I started off light, knockin off yall packs for this kid pat He told me to take 30 and bring him the rest back It didnt take long for my clientele to swell Snitches started to tell, broke niggas was jail Cause they couldnt outhustle me so they tried to muscle me But I aint pussy yall I leave em dead like a kennedy Took a half a year to get a half a brick My own shit, now I make profit on every flip No more hand-to-hands, Im the big man now Push a black land cruiser, pack a chrome trey-pound now Im smellin all the animos in the air Pat spreadin rumors that he gonna take me outta here What the fuck the bloodclot thinkin My plans to roll up in an old black lincoln and leave him dead and stinkin And Im a man of my word, word I seen him on the curb smokin herb I made the continental swerve And hopped out and started lettin off shots And didnt stop until I seen his body drop Then a nigga like me just skated I know he was packin steel, that made it drug-related Youknowimsayin Chorus: (2x) Things happen so keep your eyes open Sheisty ones be scopin Thats why guns we be totin Things happen so keep your eyes open Sheisty ones be scopin Im on the run from po-po Some crab niggas pulled the bitch move My blood pressures high but I play it calm and smooth Everybodys my enemy, cant trust no one The last time I trust a trust I almost got done So keep your eyes open and beware of the ruckus Cause life aint nothin but thirsty, grity muthafuckers I ran with niggas that will kill ya warm dead Keep it real is who I pumped into them niggas little heads My granddad, he used to call me killer now I am Everybody where I used to chill, fuck them My mind was playin tricks on me shorty Once I was like "turn yourself in and do the time" (yo fuck that) The pigs wanted five, tell my moms I love her And stay strong and dont fall Im in the hands of the lord Chorus (2x) |
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