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street wisdom - da b.o.z.-man lyrics

[verse 1]
ayo, i’m chillin’ on the rooftop, reminiscin’ about the past
we used to laugh, no shoes on the couch if you choose to crash
cruisin’ fast, too far to take it and make it to the top
i blaze the block, voices in my head, somebody make it stop
i learned to listen, i started livin’ the life i’m given
these rhymes are written from all the pain that was unforgiven
crew was gone, no dwellin’, i’m excellin’ and moving on
shoes is on, walkin’ the lonely path, i’ma prove ’em wrong
prove i’m strong, watchin’ as my parents’ health decreases
time freezes after they passed away and i fell to pieces
dropped out of school with charges that i got degrees in
reason i’m breathin’ is to prove to my parents i’m never beaten
barely even sleepin’, dreamin’, i’m trapped in a mental cell
battlin’ my inner demons, i’m hoping to tip the scale
time’ll tell, i keep rappin’ til i break the spell
puttin’ out the fire as i’m walkin’ out the gates of h*ll

[chorus]
don’t believe nothin’ you hear and half what you see
got mouths i have to feed so i grab what i need
whole town is full of greed, they proud when you bleed
only real ones are left when the crowd starts to leave
don’t believe nothin’ you hear and half what you see
got mouths i have to feed so i grab what i need
whole town is full of greed, they proud when you bleed
only real ones are left when the crowd starts to leave
[verse 2]
ayo, my rhymes are full of pain, you can see the stain when the pen is bleedin’
always squeezin’ triggers, my fingers losin’ a sense of feelin’
i pretend i’m healin’, jumping’ for joy ’til i hit the ceiling
same obstacles that i’m leapin’ over keep reappearing
the feelin’ of tearin’ is gone, perseverin’ is strong
the streets ain’t wrong for cheerin’ when hearin’ the song
a lot of people always salty as chips, even bleedin’ in whips
if the cops are asking, i’m pleadin’ the fifth
i’m feedin’ you clips while i’m squeezin’ the toast
i leave you to roast ’cause i’ma see who’s bleedin’ the most
i wake up in the mornin’, joggin’, gotta hide the heater
white wife beater, black sweats with the nike sneaker
i’m breakin’ the meter, streets is hotter like it’s got a fever
wife’s a mind reader and she could tell i’m a wise leader
i got the streets on lock and i won’t return the key
flow’s like a black belt, every burn is a third degree

- da b o z man lyrics

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