Ivvke -Jer smo tako u mogucnosti (feat. Marex)
Verse 1 Thirty-eight homies, yeah, thirty-eight schools Brainstorm from the block, project rules When I roll, I pack it tight, that’s the code Gift from God, I’m part of that mode You’re just numbers, we’re the pride in the name So loyal, bro, we borderline insane The weak ones left, we chose to remain Tried it once, we’re hooked to the flame What I worked for, that’s what I learned Every scar I got is a badge I earned Made mistakes, yeah, I got burned Same mindset, never got turned Too many rappers talk like grannies Fake tough guys act like they’re family Don’t care, bro, how dumb you are You ain’t born from the block, you ain’t that star ⸻ [Hook] 100% block, 100% street Psychoactive trip, reality’s beat First love forever, 38 scene Whole hood crazy, mental machine ⸻ [Verse 2] Thanks man, for the childhood I had Wouldn’t trade it even if I could, that’s a fact Still chasing that life, that manic vibe Bench, beer, weed, poker nights Street school, slang’s my mother tongue Older heads teaching while we’re young Harsh and real, that’s how we grew Never missed a class when pain came through You’re so boring, bro, we all fell asleep We kill with words, brain’s on heat Romantic clowns ruined the scene You said we can’t rap? Watch what we mean We ain’t fools kissing ass for fame Turning fake for a little name They want clout, they want shine Chicken brains, no thoughts in mind Psychoactive kills ’em all in rhyme ⸻ [Verse 3] We separate truth from the fake disguise Who lives the life, who’s just telling lies Everyone’s around when money’s high But when you fall, the real ones ride Never changed my stance for gain Fought through struggle, embraced the pain Light a joint when life’s insane Can’t quit smoke, it’s in my vein American trash all up in town Fake thugs acting like movie clowns TV culture dragging ’em down We keep it real, never turn around We don’t bend with the wind that blows We don’t buy what the system shows We trust each other, that’s how it goes Our bond is deeper than anyone knows We judge a man by the words he speaks By soul and courage, not the grip he keeps Don’t care ’bout critics or jealous claims We’re street soldiers, we play no games What was, will be, we’re still the same We **** the system, we own this game #FREECOMI #FREEGOŠA
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Verse 1 Thirty-eight homies, yeah, thirty-eight schools Brainstorm from the block, project rules When I roll, I pack it tight, that’s the code Gift from God, I’m part of that mode You’re just numbers, we’re the pride in the name So loyal, bro, we borderline insane The weak ones left, we chose to remain Tried it once, we’re hooked to the flame What I worked for, that’s what I learned Every scar I got is a badge I earned Made mistakes, yeah, I got burned Same mindset, never got turned Too many rappers talk like grannies Fake tough guys act like they’re family Don’t care, bro, how dumb you are You ain’t born from the block, you ain’t that star ⸻ [Hook] 100% block, 100% street Psychoactive trip, reality’s beat First love forever, 38 scene Whole hood crazy, mental machine ⸻ [Verse 2] Thanks man, for the childhood I had Wouldn’t trade it even if I could, that’s a fact Still chasing that life, that manic vibe Bench, beer, weed, poker nights Street school, slang’s my mother tongue Older heads teaching while we’re young Harsh and real, that’s how we grew Never missed a class when pain came through You’re so boring, bro, we all fell asleep We kill with words, brain’s on heat Romantic clowns ruined the scene You said we can’t rap? Watch what we mean We ain’t fools kissing ass for fame Turning fake for a little name They want clout, they want shine Chicken brains, no thoughts in mind Psychoactive kills ’em all in rhyme ⸻ [Verse 3] We separate truth from the fake disguise Who lives the life, who’s just telling lies Everyone’s around when money’s high But when you fall, the real ones ride Never changed my stance for gain Fought through struggle, embraced the pain Light a joint when life’s insane Can’t quit smoke, it’s in my vein American trash all up in town Fake thugs acting like movie clowns TV culture dragging ’em down We keep it real, never turn around We don’t bend with the wind that blows We don’t buy what the system shows We trust each other, that’s how it goes Our bond is deeper than anyone knows We judge a man by the words he speaks By soul and courage, not the grip he keeps Don’t care ’bout critics or jealous claims We’re street soldiers, we play no games What was, will be, we’re still the same We **** the system, we own this game #FREECOMI #FREEGOŠA
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