Letra de la canción 'INTRO' de 'EIGHTBALL'

*talking in the background*
Uh
The streets of my city be gritty
Young niggaz pack plenty and ainand't never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete blasted from the heat
From under the seat niggaz just tryinand' to make ends meat
Trying to eat day to day livinand' with no religion
Luxury cars and this money got my full attention
School teachers and the preachers donand't know what to teach us
They donand't get a second look without them ghetto features
Created so the non pigmentated rated
Pornographic caught they children learn the words and say it
Save the monsters, but donand't nobody know the lord
Status depends on the baddest shit you can afford
And look at me iand'm in the middle of the confusion
Crime in my blood and i need a transfusion
Take it how you wanna take it
I gotta twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who fake it
And if it comes out raw, and uncontrollable
Moneyand's foldable, fuck a hip-hop quoteable
Nobody felt what i was feeling when i wrote this shit
Broke this shit, but that ainand't new so i can cope with this
Hope it get better for those who donand't get a chance
To advance, and dig the shit i be saying
You know what might make what i say a little clearer
If mothafuckers judge the one they see in the mirror
*talking till the end*

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