I NEED TO GO

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Reall Rapp

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Hey, I remember when I was booked
It's like the jams come in your dreams
You be seeing all kinds of stuff
True

Sometimes out here on the block, you see stuff
You don't know if it's real or if you trippin', man
Got me stressed
I got the Ruka to my head, but I ain't gon' pull it

The pain enters then explodes like a dum-dum bully
We eat dinner every night, but we not the fullest
We starving for respect, so we went and took it
Lost who we really was when the books was tooken

I'm stressed out like that black broke pops from Crooklyn
No nets in our game, man, we not from Brooklyn
They freeze some blacks, but never stop the booking
Fiends doing coke like it's boogie night

Smoke the pipe like it's flick when it's dark at night
Can't charge it to the game, gotta get a better price
He's selling pure white, he's trying to get a better life
She's selling Perk 30s to get some better nights

She wear a strap-on, she trying to be a better dyke
The world keeps spinning, gotta get a better bite
We throwing rocks out the bank and trying to get a better slice
I try hard, but life don't change

There's dark clouds in my head, I don't see no rain
On fire, I don't see no snow
We're searching for the water so our seeds can grow
They hate us because we need to know

Are we really stuck? Damn, I need to go
Damn, I need to go
Goddamn, man, I need to go
I go to war with the jizz and the goon that never sleeps

He stand me down, razor blades for his teeth
I popped up, grabbed a tool from my sheets
Then he disappeared, man, my life is too deep
But once I cry, you develop good speech

You never be strong, you too busy being weak
Like a mom with eight kids that been missing for a week
The oldest only ten moms left on four streets
I'm smoking kush with the guitars playing

I'm a beast from the stress and the bricks I'm wearing
That's the stupid people can't hear what you saying
Stay in your lane because these files is flagrant
A wise man can learn a lot from vagrants

A price for your words, yet life you pay with
The worst types is the ones we stay with
A part of my soul to deposit the payment
I try hard, but life don't change

Dark clouds in my head, I don't see no rain
On fire, I don't see no snow
We searching for the water so our seeds can grow
They hate us because we need to know

Are we really stuck? Damn, I need to go
Damn, I need to go
Damn, I need to go
It's real rain

It's real rain
It's real rain

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