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defarsad - black cotton كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
one homie, two homie, three homies – poof!
we used to have troops, but now there’s no more youth to shoot
god, come save the misbegotten
lost ghetto souls of black cotton (in god’s eyes)

[verse 1]
black cotton, steady stressin’, smith & wessons, count my blessings
cl-ss is in session: the worst question is the first question
why do we work like slaves sweatin’ blades to an early grave?
never got paid but still we slave (in the nine tre’)
answer that, then answer this too
love’s gonna get ya, you know it’s true – life’s a b-tch, true?
you best to backtrack and try to act black and live
not to be phony and positive but why be negative?
what’s the matter, g? black cat got your tongue?
fat track got you sprung, now you’re hung?
do ya feel me? dum dum diddy, is it me?
attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets
if not peace, then at least let’s get a piece
i’m tired of seein’ bodies on the streets deceased
lookin’ through my highschool yearbook
reminiscin’ of the tears as the years took

- defarsad

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