The Pebbles

The Pebbles - Some Day songtekst

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[Pebbles]

I know I act like a stonecold, hard bitch most of the time

But I gotta get this of my chest

This is a different side of me



Listen



[verse one: Pebbles]

When you grow up around violence, you get used to it

This music’s a reflection of that, so get used to it

But no matter how much of my homies die, can’t get used to it

I used to strip to make a living, now I strip niggas ‘n’ make killing

But you get shook up when blood spilling right in fronta ya building

Lord willing, we ain’t gonna pass this on to our children

This a song for our children, it was wrong what we did then

It’s wrong what we do now, but we don’t know no betta

This an open letta to all them unborn ghetto go-gettas

They ain’t gon’ help us, or let  us help ourselves

Had nothing growing up, that’s why we want that wealth

But we need to drop that fo’ a minute, think about our offspring’s health

I don’t want my baby to die on the pavement

Like I don’t want ‘m to starve to death cuz I’m down on payments

Try ‘n’ save them from the greed, state pen and fake friends

Don’t cry, baby girl, some day it’ll all make sense



[Chorus: Pebbles]

Some day it ‘ll all make sense

My daddy used to tell me

Some day it ‘ll all make sense

No matta how fucked up it looks now

Some day it ‘ll all make sense

Some day it ‘ll all make sense

Some day



[verse two: Pebbles]

Hear niggas sayin: damn, Pebbles sho’ got emotional

But try stayin tough when niggas die in front o’ yo’ home

My nigga Swagg got stabbed over a fuckin’ mobile phone

Bled ta death, I was with ‘m till his last breath (damn)

Poo caught two in the chest, one went thru his vest

Now his brotha gotta watch out, some sorta feud, crazy, yo

To think, all we eva try ‘n’ do, is put some food on the table

That’s why I’m tryin’ git my whole crew signed to a label

But life get cut like the cord comin’ thru the navel

If not thru music, with kane I’ll be able

It ain’t safe no more, momma, stay in doors till the situation’s stable

It’s the same shit every day on the cable

Young black men shot for nuthin’, it ain’t a fable

If not by our own people, it’s sumthin’ racial

Can’t promise y’all it ‘ll be betta tomorrow, sorry

That’s why I poor some more liquor for my nigga Atari



[chorus x 2]

He used to promise me

Some day it ‘ll all make sense

Now I promise you

Some day it ‘ll all make sense

Some day

I promise

Some day



[Pebbles]

R.I.P. Swagg

R.I.P. Poo

R.I.P. Atari



Rest in peace, all o’ my dead niggas



We miss you



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