I Refuse Limitation (feat. Backbone)

Lyrics

One time
 Uh for these freaky hoes I lust
 But I'm still flickin' ashes a lot of other motherfuckers snort dust
 But that's they thang a lot of us fall victim somehow
 But that's that game won't try to explain from books to bricks
 Now I look, seen crooks and tricks caught up in the mix
 Of everyday in every way but the right
 I control the substance my people fiend for at night
 Lord knows I do wrong, sound like the same old song
 A lot of niggas singing homeboys conceal your weapons
 'Cause ain't gonna be no smokin' section in heaven
 No more be buckin' yo luck seven eleven on the first roll
 Don't let the streets rock and roll yo soul
 Swats GA by way of cascade heights
 Gunshots, roadblocks, sidewalks and ice
 Sold me out for 3.5 grams of neighborhood clout
 Now what the fucks we bout I'm back home from the bullshit
 Puttin' in work, meanwhile others dug ditches and covered
 Themselves in dirt, one squirt and you locked down forever
 Can't run from reality luring you closer and closer away
 To the same old traps, now you never learn from your mistakes
 So now you wear this ass whoopin' wit' pride, what side you on?
 It wasn't no I in team, only in your dreams, saturated with schemes
 Yeah you right, God gonna deal wit' ya fallin' from his grace
 Rookie moves cops shift the game and 30 days
 I'm blessed in the hole but that's till I go to the state federal
 Penitentiary, yeah I could a did my time standin' on one feet
 But see I fucked up royally thought I was slick
 Them herpes-havin' ass crackers changed my big check to six
 Times wit' Dean Whitaker's sermon of the day
 But when I go to sleep I don't dream no more I just lay
 A wise man knows his limitations concrete, concrete like Greg Street
 Sufferin' from a severe case of inner city blues
 I ain't got no clues to which directions I need to choose
 This opportunity to gain is all I got to lose
 'Cause I just can't settle for these streets shawty I refuse
 That's the shit I like Lord got the door shot down to the pavement
 Remove yo hat under the ceiling of this building
 A rebuff from the usher of sorts because [Incomprehensible]
 Most strive for the diamonds and overlook the gems
 Got skimp wit yo bags boulders become shoulders to depend on
 Which way to explore reform, refrain, we can't inflame
 Every thought you walk through the trails is hell
 Airborne for what clone me replace me wit' me
 Another nation inside a nation out the land of Scots
 Suction cups to test tube layer of skin
 Supply the crust and we'll mix the fruit
 Gun shows supplied me in the hour of need
 Watch 'em bleed Aryan nation be the dealer
 Now who's the killer? Yeah, yeah, yup yup that's the shit I like
 That's the shit I like
 Uh puttin' forth the effort to make a change
 Not doin' a lot of talkin' bout it, what's yo game?
 You slippin' you can't never do that
 That's when you get jacked for yo life over emotions runnin' wild
 Like salamanders swimmin' in southwest creeks
 Feelin' incomplete, another story livin' [Incomprehensible]
 You had it, now you lost it wasn't worth it look what it costed
 Yo life young nigga
 Didn't go out without a fight behind the gun trigger
 You better think fast or get swept off yo feet
 Nigga it hurts to see these drugs deteriorate
 The minds of knuckleheads that want to be base heads
 Don't say I didn't tell you 'cause you gonna see in the future
 I hope I don't have to shoot you if you switch
 Went from hardcore to beggin' like a bitch
 Revolutions good to bad hoods to rags, real niggas to fags
 What's the news? But I refuse to lose
 Sufferin' from a severe case of inner city blues
 I ain't got no clues to which directions I need to choose
 This opportunity to gain is all I got to lose
 Now I just can't settle for these streets shawty I refuse
 Well I woke up this mornin' with the same frustration
 From situations like these got a call about some work
 From one of them temporary agencies
 No high school diploma or any college degrees
 I can't enlist but they'll draft me if there's a war overseas
 Oh please, of course I can slice some Oz's
 But see I'm one of those aspirin MC's
 And uh bills are due so at times I'm doubtful and everyone disagrees
 But I'd rather struggle on my feet than to live on my knees
 So my uniform tight, workin' all night at Mickey D's
 Got about 90 dollars and some change after the government
 Get they fees, these minimum wages ain't enough to feed my babies
 Purposely these limitations on black folks' opportunities
 So I quit 'cause I'm tired of being one of those overworked
 Underpaid employees stop carin' at all went on
 And did a few small burglaries
 It seems like my faith done turned into forgotten memories
 And I ain't gettin' away with nothing because I know He always sees
 But see right now I need to see how I can get this here dope sold
 I done stuffed in my pocket as many rocks as it can hold
 They gonna get high so I'm a get my money even though it's freezin' cold
 Now how many times you done heard this story told?
 Believe it or not, it's some very intelligent junkies
 But dependencies is eatin' away at they souls like disease
 Anyone can turn into somebody who covets and envies
 Unequal economics can easily make you some enemies
 And the crime rate never drops so the cops ride around in threes
 I knew he would have killed me if I did anything but freeze
 They found the rest of the dope in some nearby shrubberies
 In a dim lit room being questioned by these authorities
 And they gave me some time in correctional facilities
 And now my woman's gotta take on a man's responsibilities
 

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Duration
06:01
Key
11
Tempo
81 BPM

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