The Diplomats (Dipset)

The Diplomats (Dipset) - Melalin songtekst

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Should I do what they gave me, took it and never admit

I invented the flow, yup, they different between us

Emergency come, like a different nigga

Different strokes, for different folks, shit I ain't tryin'

To come up short, let on, let it all

Or will it just blow, like it did to coke

Not me, some of us get rich, but now you dissin', the rich niggaz is broke

The government, shit they make us sniff' coke

Instead of embracin' us, fuck savin' us, thinking what's ya throat

I'm hearin' ya guns in ya hood, what the fuck you think

How can one another -- get ya stoned and then some weed

Just go, eight children broke, the statistics, every three hours

A brother is smoked, a baby is killed, a sister is raped

Somebody mother, strangled under that dope

Just get up and say, here, get up and pray

Tomorrow and promise, so I live for the day, just for hip hop

I need all, but tell ya rappers to come back, yea

We work too hard, to give us away, evicted my age

I can't grow up, like Eazy-E, a victim of AIDS

Being black is crime, I done worked, a nine to five

For three years, and they still, ain't give me a raise

Shit give me a gauge, fuck a mininum wage

Get in a helicopter, look down, shit we live in a maze

The day go fast, when ya broke, but it seems like

The minute you pay, the sun, never set

I don't sleep, cuz sleep is the cousin of death

So I wake up, my brother, my cousins, and uncle's that's def, yes









After the war, there's casualties, I stood the art

They give us roaches and batteries, and blow you apart

Peon, procrastinate, to assassinate under the smart

Be brave, in the Wizard of Oz, they build you a heart, get some courage

Or get you the light, most flow in the dark, won't get discouraged

I'm on the one way trip to heaven, forget the luggage

Just in pain, it's making me weak, it's making me sluggish

Besides me, hogging up my THC

In my hood, everybody got a PHD

I count on my fingers, how many niggaz got a GED

My life done work more, than TV, and the DVD

Fuck a CD, I wanna be free, money for free

I'm like a cat, caught in the tree, ok, I need help

Why do I do for others, when I know, that you ain't do shit for me

You be there when you need me, they collapse

Under the real woods, in me, if I need, another match

I chuckled, pool game, goodie mob, goodie help

Coke kid, frankly, GNC, respect yes

My brother Kenny, I will pay you back, forever you help me

I got the many mentions, it's yours, nigga the key to the drawers

So I work out, try to keep my endurance

We lips, looked out, when that nigga needed insurance

Lift it, G to E-N-T, Miss Pam, fuck feedin missy

I can cut down, for going to college, believing in me

I love you girl, you mean the world to me
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