No I.D.

No I.D. - Sky's The Limit (Inf Mix) lyrics

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(feat. Dug Infinite)



[Dug Infinite]

Yo, poverty be shakin on every black block

Eyes get watery, from smokin crack rocks

in crack pipes, sun is down pitch black nights

They be dangerous, unless your eyes adjust

to the darkness, spark this, rugged paragraph

It's bulletproof math, narcotics for addicts

Master science sing loud and break it down

Never do 12, sum/some is numb, pass it around

And check out manipulation of many minds

Creatin, precipitation of many crimes

(Bo bo bo!) You steady talkin that yang on how it be

It's up in your face, but you just can't see

Cause arrogance'll have a nigga blinded

Rewind it and think about it, before you try and doubt it

Negative vibrations that test my patience

Them wicked-ass people runnin radio stations

want money for a slot but I don't cater to a devil

Whether black or white, all day, all night

All type eyes open so you know I see the gimmicks

Gotta tell these shorties sky's the limit



[Chorus: x2]

The sky's the limit when you know that you

can have what you want not take, what you want

The sky's the limit when you know that you

keep on, when you keep keep keepin on



[No I.D.]

Aiyyo shorty, I seen how this life is rough

because I lived it, I seen how these times is tough

Fought the uphill battles, against all odds

Strap yo' feet in the saddle, all praises to God

I know you want the good life of luxury cars

What you see is close range and what I see is from afar

Tryin to warn you bout the traps that'll stab you in the back

You see I never kick it falsely - I only spit the facts

on how equality, strikes at the worst of times

Soon as you tryin to excel and elevate your mind

See I was blind bein led by the blind, eatin swine

'til wise (?) got me refined, freed my mind

Hey shorty do you know what I mean, sky's the limit

A pawn in this game called life, I'm bout to win it

It's hard for me to sit and see you do yourself

when I'd rather see you do someone else, and that's real



[Dug Infinite]

You keep me up nights late, tryin to put the food on the plate

In the ghetto black coal unknown is the fate

Just a stack of rocks, unrefined black coal

(?) test under pressure, make you shine like gold

Cause yo, keep it real when a nigga gotta kill

Two niggaz bust, two niggaz blood spill

Blame it on the ghetto like heiny and the weed

but I'm damned and dead, 'fore it spread to my seed

You bomb bomb my baby's brain with the game

so he can bust shots and sell rocks for fame

So when he get old he got murder on the brain

Only one skill that's rockin cocaine

'til the world blow up, that's the brand new slang

And it don't take much for him to pull out the thang

and let it rain.. ad libs.. felt that..



[Chorus x1.5]



[Dug Infinite]

In every ghetto all over the world

We keep keepin it on, Infinite Chi-Town fo' sho'
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