Tytuł: Korrupt World
  • Wykonawca: Twista
  • album: Adrenaline Rush
  • Wyświetleń: 1093

[hook]
    Hold all of the murderin' up, if you gotta bust a cap then aim it up
  If you religious praise it up, if you gotta get high then blaze it up
  For the ones who never gave it up,
  Take a champagne glass and raise it up
    Agony was the feelin' when I saw his blood spilling
  Poppin' lip and taking over his tip is why he had to kill him
  Now his bodies in chalk and no longer can talk so then a life is lost
  Somebody tricked off and the killer was caught
  So now his lifes his cost
  You might get caught
  So to make a move these motherfuckers is petrified
  All the best that tried won't even slide
  So just bless the rest that died
  Is it a test of pride when inside
  You grip a trigger but you didn't wanna pull it
  Could it be a motherfucker that you notice
  On the other side of the bullet
  Should it matter now you figure fuck it I'ma waste him
  It's just a murda for the nation
  But some end up locked up, broke up
  For felonies and over overly motherly abrasion
  Now in front of me encased in a coffin is a body
  With people around sad and froze
  Teardrops and rain
  But folks didn't really feel the pain until the casket closed
  I was drastic chose and the mother threw a frown
  Even though the gunner was found
  Cause it seems like yesterday when he was running around
  Now he under the ground cause they gonna get down in these streets Even
  though you pack a piece for heat these niggaz urgin' to bust
  The game ain't the same so stay away from the curb
  If you out there serving em' up and
    [hook (repeat)]
  w/ "make a toast to yourself for survivng in a world that's so corrupt"
    Agony was the feelin' when I saw his blood pouring
  Tragedy mess a man look in the mirror then I see the stud mourning
  As these streets erases others it encase a brother
  You had enough heart to waste this brother
  But could you face his mother I was faced with other
  Type of problems that had held me back
  Couldn't tell me jack now I'm gone in my own zone
  You ain't gotta tell me that so me trail me back to a time
  When a motherfucker 'd lost his will survive
  Me and my folks had to hustle and steal for a meal
  Eat or had to kill to survive
    I remember when you had my back
  When the relative passed and my momma cried
  When the house caught flames
  You collapsed in my arms when you heard that father d' died
    I take drama in stride
  Even though I had to go through a thing to get myself together
  Still suffer but the worst is gone
  So it's on till' the roamin' man have his shelter
  But if I end up back on the streets again and I had to recieve my fate Smoke
  weed at the wake so the pain and hate escapes
  To keep the kids straight
  Cause you did straight if your seed proceed
  As long as they keep learning and keep growing up
  Right now we survive in a place that's full of doubt
  And about to self-destruct
    [hook x2]
    Visualize in invisible eyes how I individualize
  Critical cries of pitiful skies that rain pain upon the ghetto land
  Where the unforgettable dies
  Subliminal lies mean a motherfucker never gone make it
  If he don't peep it and keep it in check soon
  Womb to the tomb death is in the next room
  If a nigga ain't realizin' a k's and tech's doom
  Let's assume another brother wanna laugh at you
  I think he just took a blast at you
  You won't have it you killed him
  There go the trigger try to kick it but his niggas coming after you Telling
  you a stranger must be crazy
  To step it to a motherfucker that's dangerous
  Cause it's a gang of us throwin' knuckles in the scuffle
  If we have two things of bust
  It's cocaine to us and my brains to dust
  I represent you up there so I try
  Long as I leave my enemy bust vacinity crushed
  I don't really give a fuck if I die
  So why lie my people should be glad to survive in the land of the lost It's a
  plan of the boss leaving motherfuckers dying
  With their grandmother's hand on the cross
  So I take a stand when I talk ran instead of walked
  To chalk another victory
  How you did the caper hid the paper
  Breaking other niggas off is a mystery
  With the chemicals and drugs all of these criminals and thugs
  Just keep comin' up better watch yourself ain't no love in the streets In a
  ghetto of a world that's corrupt
    [hook]
  

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