Uncle Ric

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David Brewster Jr. (born June 3, 1988), better known by his stage name Dave East, is an American rapper from Harlem, New York. He gained attention in 2014 from his mixtape Black Rose. Since the release of his mixtape, East has been signed to rapper Nas' label Mass Appeal Records and has made a number of guest appearances. In 2016, East was chosen as part of the XXL magazine's 2016 Freshman Class. In September 2016, he signed to Def Jam Recordings. more »

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This real life
Change the way you look at shit, you know?
I promise, uh
(La Música de Harry Fraud)

Uh
We really took a trip to see what's goin' on
Back and forth with niggas when it was goin' wrong, I'd never put that on song (never)
Drinkin' water, thoughts of gettin' rich, I think of Porter (Porter)
Really thought that I'd get rich off a dime 'fore I seen a quarter
Tell me what you know about it? The lobby crowded, we in public housing
The government assistin' it, every day it's some different shit (every day)
The cameras ain't the only witnessin', niggas talkin'
You get a job, might get a check, you wanna trap, might get a coffin (die)
When that paper flowin', party for a month straight like Rick James (Rick)
The feds is askin' 'bout him, I just know 'em by his nickname (I don't know 'em)
It wasn't for this COVID shit, I'd probably be at the Knicks game (right there)
On the floor next to Spike Lee in a big chain, know that Mazzi made it
Your man a rat, my only question is how you tolerate it?
I'm always gon' give back to the struggle 'cause I feel obligated
Niggas ain't wanna make a change until they heard Obama say it
My uncle did forty years for nothin', just got exonerated (Uncle Ric)

The Butcher comin', nigga
Pablo and the Butcher, uh
Yeah

They tell us lies and stare in our faces (faces)
But I ain't scared, I'ma say it, niggas took our manual, tearin' out pages (I know)
Put us on lists and comparin' our greatness
But I'm like Mike, I feel like niggas couldn't ball in the era I played in
Still on the pavement, the hood gon' cheer for the gangsters
A miracle I made it, three albums up and six zeroes later
I'm still goin' up, but what I get for doin' y'all heroes favors? (What the f*ck I get?)
Nothin', the same shit I gave federal interrogators
Y'all scared of paper, y'all run the plug on 'fore y'all near the paper
Eyes closed, I can count from the sound when I hear the paper (damn)
It's the Butcher, you know my verse a classic if Harry made it (uh-huh)
Old karma, give y'all niggas bad luck like a mirror breakin'
Heroin deals, bricks weighin', background, my lyrics playin'
Just loud enough so nobody hear what they sayin' (uh-huh)
Ask your label where is your advance (where it's at?) 
Sittin' here on my hands (it's right here, nigga)
Y'all niggas just trash or y'all got terrible fans, huh (huh)

Pablo and the Butcher

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