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ground beneath my feet - boldy james lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1]
d*mn jj, ain’t no more good times
it’s day*for*day, no more good [?]
that neighbor gangster bo from the [?]
the reigning champion of the [?]
[?]
the ace of spade, you jokers is just clowns
i’m the jack*of*all*trades [?]
way back in the day before [?] died
when i had a bald fade selling [?] dimes
in my grandma doorway under the windchime
give a f*ck where you from, where you did time
[?] concreatures
lay it down like [?]
[?] bricks got that [?]
we got ’em beat by a landslide
this a small step for man, giant leap for mankind
concreatures

[chorus]
keep the wind behind my back
ground beneath my feet and my head to the sky
i’m a concreature king
[verse 2]
fist fight and put your gun away
you won’t live to fight another day
stay [?] it’s nothing much [?]
if you want me, come get me
light the weed, i’m in dire need
i gotta [?]
i can’t kick this bad habit i [?]
i found out unc was on [?]
love you grandma mary ’cause it’s one of them [?]
don’t act like i’m the only one
that go war and hand*me*down
i’m my momma only son
and i won’t let her down (nope) for nothing in the world
i’m my sisters only brother and i love them little girls
there’s more to life than self, on my great grandma
put my back against the wall over my dead body
[?] something happen to y’all
how that big song go? i don’t wanna live no more
sometimes i hear death knocking at my front door
ringing my doorbell, calling my phone leaving me voicemails
i never answer or pick up the phone
just leave a detailed message at the end of the tone
it’s concreature

[chorus]
keep the wind behind my back
ground beneath my feet and my head to the sky
i’m a concreature king
bada*boom, bada*bing
from the womb to the grave, cradle to the tomb
guess who’s calling the shots
i almost forgot it’s concreatures
that’s why they call me boldy blocks
[verse 3]
the sweetest joy next to getting p*ssy is revenge
know revenge a dish best served cold
many men wish death upon me
more than 50 cent, god bless the concreature
[?] the streets they robbed me
of my innocence and my childhood dreams
since a little kid, juvenile to a teen
everything i did is in my [?]
[?] seven counts [?]
they set my bail at a hundred down two weeks
county jail [?] got bonded out [?]
court now in session, all rise, you may be seated
guilty as h*ll, went to trial but i beat it
walking down the stairs of the courthouse cheesing
who the most teflon don [?]
on some [?] concreature sh*t

[interlude]
i almost forgot it’s concreatures
that’s why they call me boldy blocks

- boldy james lyrics

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