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Gonna Get Easier

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 23.08.2012

[talkin':]
This that boy Sinner Tone, better known to y'all
And essay is cocked strong
Givin' you something to ride & get high to
I'm chillin' in the studio with H-Town's finest a nigga they call Z-Ro
So go on & bump this shit & to all you niggas who I done jacked in the game
Fuck y'all I got my beams on your ass, right.

[Z-Ro:]
Every time you see me I'm a different nigga
But don't worry about my aim, I'm consistently accurate with the trigger
My nigga don't count your chickens 'fore they hatch
If you owe me some feddy you better pay me I'm ignorant 'about my scratch
I don't trust nan nigga 'cause nothin' but hate they be sendin' me
Can't determine my friends from my enemies
I done had partners that done helped me when my life was on the line
Talkin' about hittin' me right back I'm tryin' to knock this bitch down
Puttin' pussy before your partners disrespectin' the game.
Wonder why you broke when all them titty bars be collectin' your change?
Trick, nigga with all these bitch niggas are made to bleed
Since you givin' me another reason to blaze the weed
And I don't want to do another killin' another bid
They've been tryin' to give me the crack since I was a kid
But I remain calm, pill poppin' smokin' & leanin' if I wasn't high
I'd leave these niggas chokin' & screamin'.

[Chorus:] [x2]
Oh child, things are Gonna Get Easier
Oh boy things will get brighter.

[Z-Ro:]
I keep my middle finger pointed out at all times
Lyrically abuse somebody in all rhymes, in dodgin' in felonious to the small crimes
Everybody want to do a song with Ro
But none of these niggas don't want to get down on a couple of zones with Ro
Fuck rappin' I need some right now money, it's gettin' crucial
I'll be jackin' for some right now money
Niggas ain't ready for the episodes that I supply
PCP influenced, I'm relentless nigga you can die
Fuck all these niggas & these white folks, I'm all alone
No friends 'cause in the fuckin' end a nigga dies all alone
About to meet my maker, I hope my life is right
But it's hard to focus when killers try to murder me every night
I guess this life is really hard now, fiendin' for the day that this war stops
Pullin' my pistol every time a car stops
Live by the sword, die by the sword, nigga my time is borrowed
I paint this for another tomorrow.

[Chorus:] [x2]
Oh child, things are Gonna Get Easier
Oh boy things will get brighter.

[Z-Ro:]
I'm crucified by the media because I'm loved by the public
Even though I'm rated #1 keep your thumbs up & shove it
They said I'm tryin' to sound like 2Pac is my confession to that
Bitch I can't help it if I sound similar when I be stressin' the fact
See I'm gon' scream it 'cause I mean it anything less ain't excepted
The fact that I'm dark & I'm restless is no resort of livin' reckless
Rest in peace to my niggas that got caught up in the struggle
But I'm showin' love to the niggas that don't want to see me bubble
But I take that back, fuck you, I made it to the top 10 on my own
And every bitch in every city be singin' my song
Imagine that I use to sleep on a corner
Even in year 2 triple O, fuck workin' I'm sellin' marijuana
Pullin' the bull up over my eyes you just can never tell
But I know if I'm fakin' I try to rap now one of tapes gon' sell
I predicted bein' real by stayin' true to myself
Now suicide is something I don't want to do to myself.
I'm real.

[talking:]
Year 2 triple O, Z-Ro, the new muthafuckin' don
Feel that, my nigga Cocked Strong from Sinner Tone
Day 1 my nigga. You know what I'm sayin'?
We gon' put it down.

[Chorus:] [x2]
Oh child, things are Gonna Get Easier
Oh boy things will get brighter.


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