Mozzy - I'll Never Tell Em Shit (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Mozzy - I'll Never Tell Em Shit (en) Lyrics
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Risk it all before I
see you ever suffer
False accusations got them people
on my bumper (yeah)
I read your work and couldn’t
believe what i discovered
Cancer took her from me hard
to live without my mother
Aye high as fuck, me I’m supposed
to be your brother
Still the uncle to your daughter at
least my niece-y know I love her
Gang culture niggas dyin over colors
That’s how the people see it they
look at us like we demons
Ferragamo slacks, button
ups out the Neimans
I’m finna bury my dawg
I gotta bury my dawg
Heart broken the day
that I got the call
Don’t act like you slidin now
when you was never involved
The focus never resolved still spunky
I could leave the hood for forever
they’ll still love me
Im a child of it
Never divorce the trenches
or foul for it
He was just the driver but he the
one that went down for it
They find a yell in the foreign
who gone account for it
He lost his bundle I told him
look in the couch for it
Count for me
Every rubber band ten bandicas
Canadians hit me, they want
that candy girl I’m Canada
That’s long ways from mama being
a manager at Mickey D’s
Thumbin through this chicken
nugget 50 piece
Somebody tell that nigga
Rue I’m on this 50 East
I was high as shit and left the
draky by his kitchen sink
Don’t let em trick you off the streets
fuck what niggas think
Them 50 pointers ain’t big
enough need a bigger link
Aye why them bags ain’t moving
doggy it’s been a week
They won’t accept me no where else
it’s always been a peeve
I’m a child of Lena, Usher
and Ms. Brinda P
All the Mozzy chains together
more than 50 deep
Retaliation on my momma won’t
let a nigga sleep
A firm believer in karma that’s
why I keep a yeek
I just deleted all the roaches
out my rolodex
Uncle hit me feeling his necklace
he need a rolli next
One of my dawgs lost his
life playing open chess
Men of color are kings they
never told us that
I know it’s facts
Lack of understanding
is what hold us back
Momma said they throw stones at
you you better throw em back
Lil overboard wit it cause
I did more than that
I sent that sucker up to my brother
I felt I owed him that
That 10 milli was killas but
he ain’t want it back
I was one handing, a lot
of artery damages
Aye my addiction malicious
it’s hard to manage it
That’s why I tell the youngins it’s
nothing that you should tamper wit
Running through this canabis thumbin
through all these bandages
Ham and cheese sandwiches living
with disadvantages
Smirkin state of mind in this bitty
that’s full of scandalous
Homicide on me I’m scrambling
ain’t no panicking
Aye never run from your problems
nigga go handle it
They speak of murder those conversations
are delicate
That shit be spooky when your
closet full of skeletons
That’s word to poochy and platinum
I never tell em shit
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