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lirik lagu new boot – twisted black

[intro]
hey, selly, pass me that paper and pen that for uh—
write my boy real quick
that’s clean
dear son, how you doin’ out there, boy?
this your pop, i was just puttin’ a few lines to let you know
i miss you, boy
your mama told me that you’re uh, playin’ basketball now
lettin’ your hair grow
hey, man, you just keep your head on straight, alright?
so many young boys in here that come through everyday, you know?
they call ’em “new boots”
hm, they get handled rough sometimes, i wanna help them but you know
can’t do it like that
hey, she told me also, man, that you’ve been havin’ some problems in school, man
you know you got to tight that up that, man though
gеt everything the pеople tryna give you up in there, they owe you that
i don’t never wanna see you in this place
ay, but write me back though, alright? write me back
your pops

[verse 1]
i hear them cats screamin’, “new boot, new boot!”
i know what that means (what?), a n*gga that’s green just hit the wing (hm)
and everybody starin’ in like vultures
booty bandits standin’ in one spot like sculptures
different cultures all make up this pen
it’s a h*ll on earth, this the second time i’ve been in beats with them
refused to, spit me free
but this the first time that it’s, hit me deep
’cause my son just turned 17 years old (mmm)
and i still got a nickel ‘fore i sees parole
and all he know is what he saw me do in the streets
makin’ sure that my family had somethin’ to eat
but i’ve been gone several years and hard times fell on ’em (d*mn)
mama got man friends, claim she don’t want ’em
but the bills keep comin’ and these tricks will pay
so if p*ssy get the bills paid (the chick will lay)
i told my son, “stay strong, keep runnin’ the pill
’cause if you cross man’s law, you gon’ be runnin’ for real”
but he done saw me cop dope (mmm), and saw me chop dope
and i tell ’em, “choose somethin’, son, please not dope” (nuh*uh)
and i wonder, if he even listen sometimes? (yeah)
or does he feel in stow these are all just lines?
i pray sometimes, before i grab my pad and my pen (uh*huh)
’cause i don’t want my song to ever out bein’ a—
[chorus]
no how, no way, no strain, no game
man, i’m goin’ through a thang, got a number for a name (uh*huh)
and my kids actin’ up, join a gang, and quit school
you think i’m ’bout to risk it just to help a new boot? (yeah)
no how, no way, no strain, no game (yeah)
man, i’m goin’ through a thang, got a number for a name
and my kids actin’ up, join a gang, and quit school
you think i’m ’bout to risk it just to help a new boot?

[verse 2]
“dear daddy, how you up in there?
them cats, they be foolin’ up in there?
mama say you losin’ your hair, is that true? is you worried about us
we gon’ be alright, i got hustle, daddy, plus
i’m a fo’ trade now, we take what we need
see my set’ll die for me through thick and thin, tight as weed
don’t get mad, i know you said that gangs was for suckers
but these dudes is real, see they came to bring the ruckus
by the way, i’m think i’m bout to drop outta school, it’s too borin’
plus i’m ’bout to move out too, mama whorin’
plus i got this spot and it’s hoppin’ on miller
laws can’t stop the fiend from poppin’ this thriller
by the way, i put some scrilla on your books and sent pictures
so you can see how long my hair done got, pop, i miss ya
but i’m a be alright until you get home
consider me your clone, it’s on, alright?”
[chorus]
no how, no way, no strain, no game
man, i’m goin’ through a thang, got a number for a name
and my kids actin’ up, join a gang, and quit school
you think i’m ’bout to risk it just to help a new boot?
no how, no way, no strain, no game
man, i’m goin’ through a thang, got a number for a name
and my kids actin’ up, join a gang, and quit school
you think i’m ’bout to risk it just to help a new boot?

[verse 3]
i hear these cats screamin’, “new boot, new boot!”
i know what that means (what?), a n*gga that’s green just hit the wing (hm)
but i’m in the between and the hard rock and the hard rock
i don’t want my son to fall on the, hard knock
i shoulda covered up the game (yeah), covered up the ‘caine (yeah)
then maybe i could cover the shame
’cause i’m the blame, subliminally
and now my son’s in the streets, feelin’ my pain from mimickin’ me
it’s been two weeks since i’ve heard from him (d*mn), and so i write him
for him not to respond to my letters is not like him (hm)
it’s got my nerves on the blink, and i don’t know what to think
i’m drinkin’ pretties all day and i ain’t sleppin’ a wink
i’m at my sink when i heard a yell (“new boot”)
rang out from one of the cells
what the h*ll? (hm) i might as well have some fun
i’m a go down to the dayroom and check me one
i strips down to my boxers and i lace up tight
in case one of these new boots decides to fight
but when i made it past it one row, i saw this crowd
apparently, this new boot must’ve stood his ground
then the crowd fell silent and i’m like, “what the heck?”
somebody yelled (“j*flex done broke his neck!”)
but when i made it past the crowed, the body went numb
’cause the new boot on the ground was my son (d*mn)
[chorus]
no how, no way, no strain, no game (i never meant for it to happen like this)
man, i’m goin’ through a thang, got a number for a name (man, i can’t believe)
and my kids actin’ up, join a gang, and quit school (it happened like this)
you think i’m ’bout to risk it just to help a new boot?
no how, no way, no strain, no game (now my son)
man, i’m goin’ through a thang, got a number for a name (got the new boot)
and my kids actin’ up, join a gang, and quit school
you think i’m ’bout to risk it just to help a new boot? (i never meant for it to happen like this)
no how, no way, no strain, no game
man, i’m goin’ through a thang, got a number for a name
and my kids actin’ up, join a gang, and quit school
you think i’m ’bout to risk it just to help a new boot?
no how, no way, no strain, no game
man, i’m goin’ through a thang, got a number for a name
and my kids actin’ up, join a gang, and quit school
i should’ve took the time just to help that new boot

- twisted black

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