SIGS
BL Shirelle
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I had to rewind the times before the rhymes I had to rewind the crimes that locked me for that dime I had to rewind before the first time that I sold to mom I have to rewind my mind to times I don't want reminded Rewind to 99 we was 11,12 stuffing them 12 12's We shared a 38 we had like 12 shells Juvenile cells jail praying for snail mail but I won't talk about it My broken heart & open scar feel like you ripped & broke a jar you droppin ice all on your stove just tryna see if somethin mold tryna see them oils hold you lost your dreams & all your goals in a pyrex you stole from Lowe's yall know the feeling My self esteem was kinda low I had a demon in my soul that sank his teeth & made a hole without a filling But I wont talk about it My heart got chalk around it yea That's when I thought about it It's some shit I gotta say Shit I carry everyday It's some shit that's on my heart Where the f*ck am I gone start These weirdo niggas (dudes) is bitches(wenches) I give em morning sickness The more they sitting the more I'm shifting They mourn the difference Some niggas (dudes) get in ya business Some niggas(dudes) get in they feelings I just get to the witness the snitch and codefendant Seen n8ggas (good brother) fake they religion Hidden Christian's When they eating that chi chi they envisioning chitlings Ain't gonna get more specific Go west and i hit the Pacific I hope u fuckin (dummy) illiterate (nitwits) know the difference Yea I'm a victim of recidivism I'll only be civilized in the prison system Religous stigmas keep a sinners vision Skin stigmas a bigger division It cant be mended its cemented and demented My windows tinted and my skin is which one is it? When you violate my rights and my amendments Same rights was never given to begin with I'd rather ask for forgiveness than permission Clinicians cant provide prescriptions for this sickness Im addicted to the digits they addicted to syringes Common sense is that we must conduct the business Its some shit I gotta say Shit I carry everyday My man mom died while he was at chow time Baby mom miscarried while he was at commissary It's kinda scary Cause his cells a drag who dresses in woman fashion madea they call her tyler Perry I could barely get fresh wore that designer rarely Till I did the math like hold up the 1 I gotta carry Till i gripped the gat like hold up that gun I gotta carry These niggas (these)wanna spill my blood on my prime Carrie Spoiled milk reminiscing on that rotten dairy In this game we one and done we play for Calipari Draft picks from the bottom of the belly bottom beast But when its extra hollow in yo belly gotta eat And when they plotting stop em u cant let them bottom feed Even if I gotta fight in them Rockies apollo creed Spent countless nights in them counties without a blink But I ain't gotta sleep motherfucka I got a dream.
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Written by: JOSEPH JERMIANE HINTON JR, MONIQUE SHIRELLE MULL
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