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freddie gibbs & madlib featuring scarface - broken (feat. scarface) كلمات الأغنية

yeah, allah the merciful, the beneficent
curse over blessing, pray it be heaven sent
forgive me, my dirty deeds was desperate
f-ck the government, i got my own deficit
death to me the only thing that’s definite
money rule the world, but when you dead that sh-t’s irrelevant
fingers numb from c-ka selling, no vote, but out for presidents
granny found my dope, i told her i would stop for selling it
n-gg- please — she knew i was lying before i even spoke it
empty promises left them all broken
she said “jamel, i can tell your perspective out of focus
you too obsessed with the liquor, b-tches and weed smoking”
a young n-gg- that’s been thugging since the old days
promise i’ve done seen everything but old age
pray my demons never catch up from my old ways
keep the heat cause i was going through a cold phase

keep the heat cause i was going through a cold phase
promise i’ve done seen everything but old age

surviving off cold cuts and cold spam
can’t see eye to eye with my old man
hiding my insecurities with this gang flag
we both despise the police, but he wore the same badge
and as i child i admired that, now i wonder how
he was a pig, but you was barely making 20 thou
i guess that’s why you put me on that lick for 20 pounds
a life of crime is all we ever shared from then to now
and i’m a crook and you crooked, that’s all we got in common
he chucked the deuce to my mama, so much for family bonding
but how could something so destined to be just get demolished?
running through groupies and boppers, i guess i got it honest
and honestly i know i’m out here f-cking up
seven grams of rock, i stuff ’em in my nuts
and seven bucks an hour wasn’t good enough
cause seven days a week i’m living in a rush

seven days a week i’m living in a rush
seven grams of rock, i stuff ’em in my nuts

if money was the root to what the evil is
is it mandatory for me to live?
i hustle harder than the next dude
remember, everybody is out to get you
n-gg-s don’t respect to live and let live
so i pack a .40 caliber cause that’s how sh-t is
out here, no fear, f-ck feelings
trigger man rule, that’s the art of drug dealing
i’m trying to stack my money to the ceiling
no new friends, don’t wanna talk about old business
s-x on the beach, sipping guinness
with a b-tch so thick she can’t take no d-ck
imagine working grave-yard shifts
bossman steady talking that sh-t
a million a day is for minimum wage
work a n-gg- like a slave ’til he put him in his grave
fred, i’m on the same page

seven days a week i’m living in a rush
seven grams of rock, i stuff ’em in my nuts

mauricio |

- freddie gibbs madlib featuring scarface

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