It’s All Bad de E-40 |
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Letra de It’s All Bad
(e-40 and son talking)
(e-40)
Why was I born in these trifling ass times?
Why is it mandatory that I carry knives?
Dont be to civil cuz even white folks get jacked to
Doctors, high class lawyers and even japs too
You ask me why I speak the real the way I feel
How come we call bitches hoes and you call us nigeros?
They want to do me like they did stacks
What is this young black man doing with all that scratch? huh
I see some timahs on the yayo track readin they mail
Talking bout I got white girl for sale
But they aint talking to me cuz Im an oldie and they knows that
I used to be just like them I tell them yall get that scratch
Magazine was never nothing like bel air
High speed shot outs and shit but I loved it there
40 where youve been playa, its been a while?
Marinatin accumulating paper pal
Yall kind of doin it huh, you still grindin?
Hell yeah, you know them tapes you keep rewinding
Money aint changed me, money changed the way people think about me
When I was broke all I had was my family
You know what kills me doe them fuckin numskulls
I hate when blacks be clowin blacks on all these talk shows
Its bad enough we shootin up each other tradgically
Two days ago they found some brother smothered badly
Nobodys to be trusted in this day and age
To much jealousy and envy on the wrong page
And fuck the po po because that 39% tax I pay
Dont get me nathan but a choke hold and some pepper spray
Chorus
Our father who art in heaven
How it be thy name thy kingdom come
Thats the prayer that I say so spread the word
And if you feeling down and out read proverbs
You know that Ive been tweakin off something strange
Startin to see a lot of womens at the shootin range
Domestic violence but heres an old ghetto myth
My potnas auntie scold her boyfriend with some hot grits
Im from the g-e double t-t to the oh no
Where only few dare to go
(e-40 jr.)
I spits game like a soldier
Tonk since I told you this
Rap kingpin giant, six year old vocalist
You dont want to see me
Do it like I do that
All up in your tall-can face I tell you get more scrizatch
Yalll need to get up on it
The game is way to deep
Im not your average hustler
I be creepin while you sleep
Game, straight game
Get up on it , straight game
Chorus-
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