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Music To Be Murdered By

You Gon' Learn (Feat. Royce Da 5'9' & White Gold)

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Pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave
yo' ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave
yo' ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
I'm a product of properly
hoppin' up out of that poverty
Profitin' all for coppin'
and swappin' that property
out for a possible monopoly
Try not to adopt
my father's old philosophies
Same time I'm prayin' to
God that everything
works out at his colonoscopy
I'm walkin' across a
suicidal tightrope intentionally
While the demons comin' out of me
Wifey's on the side of me
talkin' sense into me
Without she
I feel incomplete mentally
she's been sent to me
Right there since '9-6
worse nightmare to side chicks
some things are just meant to be
Dealt with life
This it for me
give my daughters a kiss for me
Y'all call this fame
I call this shit alcoholistic infamy
Targettin' my kids and babies through
population and gun control
Shit make me wanna
make a hunnid more
Make a bigot racist uncomfortable
If y'all against talk and reparation then
I'm not against the thought of separation
While the politicians
that are white and privileged
ask how is this different from segregation
that's funny bro
The segregation is
bein' told where I'm gonna go
Separation is bein' woke
and goin' wherever I wanna go
Pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches
leave yo' ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches
leave yo' ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
Never sold dope from the gold rope
Wanted one though
they were so dope Yeah
Was a have-not Yeah
'cause my pockets Uh
Didn't have knots
I was so broke
On my last rock for my slingshot
Better haul ass
don't be no slow poke Nope
Through the tall grass
run your ass off Yeah
Oh no got your pants
caught on the fence post
Getting chased
by them Jackboys think it's 'bout to fuzz
Like a lint roller they
wait 'til it's late they will tiptoe
Through your living room window
Take your Nintendo and then skate
Making you feel like you
got bent over and raped
Little boy you're never
gonna get no rope chain
Get your shit stole and your lip swole
I became bitter
As I got a little bit older my hate
Was making me get cold and began to
get a chipped shoulder
Started to spit vulgar
my ZIP code had been skid row
But I ate every single
beat that I spit over
the shithole I escaped
Then I began to explode
detonate now the Eastside went schizo
Thought my name was
B-side 'cause they flipped over my tape
And I won't hesitate
To get 'em all bent so outta shape
Oh shit bro hold up wait
I just tripped over my cape Superman
And I'm not gonna let up
treat the paper like
I'm chopping a letter
Dre'll tell you how I shred
So when you refer to the guy
next to the doc you meant shredder
Now the cops wanna set up roadblocks
on my head I
Got several bounties
from feds in every county
I'm with a gal at a Checkers wiling
Bumping Fuck Da Police
while I fed her Rally's
This shit is like Romper Room
Why do I feel responsible for these kids
All of whom I'm a father to
I'm a God to you y'all better worship
the water I walk on
Or y'all gonna meet your Waterloo
I get to flippin' the mic'
as a murder weapon
I'm poppin' an extra clip
then cock and shoot then I'm popping
Do not let me catch you slippin'
I will pop up and I'll take a spot from you
I'll get to doing what a leaky faucet do
But I ain't talkin' drip
when I say that I'll get the drop on you
Singin' fuck all of you in Autotune
I am too volatile and too grizzly to bear
Yeah shit is gettin' to where
I can barely even sit in a chair
I bust my ass for this shit and I swear
It ain't even worth dissing
someone so offbeat
That they can't even figure
out where their words
Should hit the kick and the snare
Pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave
yo' ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave
yo' ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy
you gon' learn