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Juelz Santana - This Is Me lyrics
[Intro] Man, first I just wanna salute my soldiers Knahmean? We just trying to stay above water Feel me? I mean I speak for the Gs, the hustlers They understand me, knahmsayin? Shit Lock into this time and lock out (always) I mean ain't nothing promised to niggaz like us You know? [Juelz Santana] Just a, another day another dollar Now look what you got Another hater, another plotter Shit, you know the drill A brother pay, a brother holla Watch 'em, they creeping Another raid, another copper Aw man Another case, another lock-up What Another bail, know that cake better pop up Yup That's just day to day shit we go through And results of the day to day shits we go through Some niggaz day to day pitch, they local, and Some niggaz day to day bricks, they coastal, and Some niggaz day to day snitch, they vocal I don't honor them fools Them type of dudes get they tonsils removed I speak from the heart of the hood From the boarded up apartments with wood From the cracked down crack houses (yeah) To the burnt up black houses To fiends inside with that burnt up glass out And puffing weed makes my actions switch I'm at the window, with the pistol, like Malcolm Ain't that a bitch (man) And I'm paranoid, paranoid But still I got to get it, got to have it, make it happen boy [Chorus] Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take And may this song play all the way And if it skip a beat, hit repeat This the realest shit I ever wrote, this is me And if it skip a beat, hit repeat This the realest shit I ever wrote, this is me [Juelz Santana] Look now Another dead, another born Vice versa Another here, another gone Pay attention Another smile, another mourn Another funeral, another baby shower going on Get it, huh That's just life in the hood You earn scars, you earn stripes in the hood Huh, get it I live the life of a hustler No sleep all night for a hustler, buster And if your coke weak, cut it with Bo Peep sheep I swear fiends will chase that high for four weeks I'm still dealing with the day to day beef and Stress, hunger, patience The day to day basics Yep, shit that we go through, you know Shit Look at the shit that we go through, you know Niggaz come home, can't get jobs Niggaz getting money, acting like they can't get robbed And that don't mix [Chorus] |
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