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Ghetto Symphony
by Supreme Khi
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Know I was raised in the belly of The beast
Momma made it out
So I had to trap and get them Stacks to
Help my momma out
Chase the road to riches, cause You know I’m onna paper route
Niggas really hurt, can hear my Pain up in these fucking raps
No these niggas really fuckin Pussy, they all full of cap
Trappin by my lonely, trust no Nigga cause they steady rat
Are they saying free you cause You gang
Or they put knife in back
If you had to think about that Mane
Then who you fw wack
I den seen all boy
Know my trust be running slim
Told the lord to shine that light
Because my future gettin dim
Know these niggas pray I fall
But i ain’t no where close to end
When you up, you see true colors
I can’t even trust my friends
Do they fw you for benefit or Guap
Man it depends
Got my vision hella blurry, so I Copped
A brand new lens
Fuck the toxic, fuck the rats, and Fuck them niggas that you wit
Ion give a living fuck, so pussy get up off my dick
Niggas tryna hurt my family
Niggas tryna fuck me up
Such a villain behind the screen
But when you see me outta luck
Know my head finna erupt
Too much emotion in this stuff
That’s why I paint my fucking Words up on this canvas like Mcduff
I was brought up in the trenches
So I moved into the burbs
But I’m still up in these streets
So give no fucks bout what you Heard
Know I practice what i preach
Cause I speak the woken word
Ima lion got it on my arm, gone Pierce
You like a sword
Said Israelite I stand out
While you fit in with norm
Keep on steady capping bitch
I let it rain just like a storm
And you know that when it rain
When It really rains it pours
Hope that karma come on out And get to draining on you Whores
Cause the highest made me Blessed
So ima spread my wings and soar
Ima Cut you niggas like some Paper, leave you in the morgue
Got you faded like taper, boy You copy
Call it forged
Leave you cut up in a fucking Box sitting at yuh porch
Know I was raised in the belly of The beast
Momma made it out
So I had to trap and get them Stacks to
Help my momma out
Chase the road to riches, cause You know I’m onna paper route
Niggas really hurt, can hear my Pain up in these fucking raps
No these niggas really fuckin Pussy, they all full of cap
Trappin by my lonely, trust no Nigga cause they steady rat
Are they saying free you cause You gang
Or they put knife in back
If you had to think about that Mane
Then who you fw wack
I den seen all boy
Know my trust be running slim
Told the lord to shine that light
Because my future gettin dim
Know these niggas pray I fall
But i ain’t no where close to end
When you up, you see true colors
I can’t even trust my friends
Do they fw you for benefit or Guap
Man it depends
Got my vision hella blurry, so I Copped
A brand new lens
Fuck the toxic, fuck the rats, and Fuck them niggas that you wit
Ion give a living fuck, so pussy get up off my dick
Niggas tryna hurt my family
Niggas tryna fuck me up
Such a villain behind the screen
But when you see me outta luck
Know my head finna erupt
Too much emotion in this stuff
That’s why I paint my fucking Words up on this canvas like Mcduff
I was brought up in the trenches
So I moved into the burbs
But I’m still up in these streets
So give no fucks bout what you Heard
Know I practice what i preach
Cause I speak the woken word
Ima lion got it on my arm, gone Pierce
You like a sword
Said Israelite I stand out
While you fit in with norm
Keep on steady capping bitch
I let it rain just like a storm
And you know that when it rain
When It really rains it pours
Hope that karma come on out And get to draining on you Whores
Cause the highest made me Blessed
So ima spread my wings and soar
Ima Cut you niggas like some Paper, leave you in the morgue
Got you faded like taper, boy You copy
Call it forged
Leave you cut up in a fucking Box sitting at yuh porch
