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Jimi Tents - Elmer Fudd lyrics

Artist: Jimi Tents

album: 5 O'Clock Shadow


If a body drop in the hood, and no ones around
Does it make noise?
Raised to be scared of the man
So we hate boys.
I cling to my childhood and friends
When they bring toys
More rocks in the road once again
I still remain poise
Uh,
Balanced to the T
Still crossing my eyes
Overall its hard to see
Letter Rip Imma dive
Dying to live, we've been dying as kids
Just another.song to remember
This, idle recital is here
Case you, gone til november
This ember inside me
Burning highly
Hardly home
Out in hollywod
I southern cali roam
Still aint find myself
Im grateful on my own
Still that Caliente rapping young cabron
Im a line away from mansions as my home
Im a line away from fishing at the dock
Im a line away from fucking up my life
Im a line away from itchin at the Doc's
Im a show away from gettin cash in knots
You a ho away from gettin crabs and shots
Rain go away, dont need you can you stop
Been a goner since conception, ask my pops
I was born to die with purpose thats the plot
I aint ask, was chosen by the man upstairs
Who provides me strength
To grind and persevere
Look around few made it out
Without their peers
Like Ayo
Hey yo
Aint no time to play yo
Ayo
You just gonna stay old
Hey yo
We aint got all day yo
Ayo
Im singing hey yo
Ayo
What you gotta say oh
Ayo
I just need a Halo
Hey yo
I just need to pray yo
Ayo
If a body drop in the hood
And no ones around...
Does it make noise?
Was barely even raised by a man.
Still we make boys
We run from the child we invent
The system aint for us
I just wanna start over again
They love to hate joy
Uh
What is love?
I heard it come with a carriage
My friend Girlfriends pregnant
Now he prays for a miscarriage
Cant tell her to abort
So he fakes the support
Theres a fake in us all
The truth has taken it's course
Take him to court
Trying to ball
Settlement lost
Triumphant fall
Hittin the bank
Tryna withdraw
Halfs in his safe
The rests at his mom
Cause... She aint got no time for me
That bitch'll never see a dime from me
Id run myself over a bridge
Write a will
Even kill just to guarantee my child will eat
Yeah
Well thats true
But nigga thats you
Put your shit to the side
Look your kid in the eyes
See my nigga thats you
We gone off the deep-end
Addicted to creep-in
Habitual Cheat-in
Every night on the week-ends
Ayo
Hey yo
Aint no time to play yo
Ayo
You just gonna stay old
Hey yo
We aint got all day yo
Ayo
Im singing hey yo
Ayo
What you gotta say oh
Ayo
I just need a halo
Hey yo
I just need to pray yo
Ayo
And when a body drops in your hood
And no ones around.
Just know it make noise
TTook a while but im here as a man
Some others stay boys
Never run from my childhood again
Just put away toys
No stops in the road till I win
I Still evade ploys

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