Lyrics:
cracked
I don't drink or smoke or do dumb drugs
But my posse's still labeled street thugs
L.A.P.D's got all my boy's mugs
Can't use my phone for
are labeled
Do we ever, break our home
I knew it, before you said it
There's no need for, need to wait
Need to wait
You let it go
I'm running
In
Versace, don't know Nikki Giovanni
Your paper chasin', can't see that it's runnin' from you
My homies from the block, they labeled me cunnin'
No excuse for
undefeated 'cause they labeled me a menace
Please don't test me, and they curse you when you coming from them trenches
You was triple crossin' my lil' nigga,
of satin
Labeled as the cow he had crazy beef
Seen him at the flicks, he pulled out on Duke, Hez and Latief
But he fucked up, he should of kept it real
of satin
Labeled as the cow he had crazy beef
Seen him at the flicks, he pulled out on Duke, Hez and Latief
But he fucked up, he should of kept it real
So suspicious of the cars, tuitions for the schools
Labeled a mastermind, I positioned every move
Shots fired, now the deposition from the crew
Labeled a leader they following cuz
Light on my feet, floatin' above
I don't be creepin' or keepin' in touch
I know some hoes that'll pull up to give me
to fit in some little box with the all the labeled shit
You would say to keep confusion away
You come over with all of your friends
And all their
labeled me the enemy
In pieces shall we rest, for those who choose not to believe
So put me to the test, who wrote those pages of history?
Subject
the Robert Williams cover
And I'll take the Fugazi picture disc
19 or 20 years ago, I labeled my slip covers
That was a union I wasn't willing to risk
a place next to me
Where I no longer can be labeled a refugee
Destiny, oh, somewhere down these dark roads
Yeah, we the lost tribe but
We found our souls
labeled next
I was never labeled as a threat
Bit I bet all my net that I got next
Put my foot on y’all necks
Feel like I wrote this with baking soda
I can
lawless, niggas labeled hardest
Gonna see who's life is shortest
Regaurdless this whole world to me is garbage
Tryin' to reap my harvest
I'm starvin' livin
JustTrae
Labeled overrated
Overrated to hear me out
I been motivated
Motivated to make it out
Don't over complicate it
Complicated to take the route
in my foreign
While the Man above is watchin' with his Coke and popcorn
Well I guess I'm a villain, labeled as strange
Labeled a clown, labeled
If I were You I would've given up on me by now
I would've labeled me a lost cause
'Cause I feel just like a lost cause
If I were You I would've
to go
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
I'm off that 18 dummy juice
Nigga, Raggaman, labeled the Black Zeus
King of the super duper
knew he couldn't doubt it, couldn't understand it, brand it
Since the first kick flip he landed, uh
Labeled a misfit, a bandit (ka-kump, ka-kump,
wing
Showed her how we swing
Now she rolling blunts for her king
1 day labeled thug Mrs
The essence of my ghetto sisters
Hugs and kisses
That's
her under my wing
Showed her how we swing
Now she rolling blunts for her king
1 day labeled thug Mrs
The essence of my ghetto sisters
Hugs
Moonshine and moon shining on the creek
Bottles with black labels, Bibles on tables labeled KJV
The man above, whiskey in a cup,
This town runs on JC and JD
nigga, you could picture me hot gun in the rain
I shed the tear, cause this nigga here inherits the pain
And now I'm labeled as a thug nigga, you know
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