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• Artiste: Statik Selektah
• Titre: Historic
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Welcome home Yeah, talk to this beat like you better sing Had to speak on my behalf and half of these niggas ain’t said a thing I had a dream that I put a wedding ring on Coretta King Was murdered on the stage, you can feel the pain it forever brings Revenge is sweet, but then that pleasure stings Behind every puppet, you’ll find a set of strings Married the game, I let her swing It all depends on how you measure things ‘Cause it’s always the ones with nothing that’s helping you squander everything Don’t treasure bling, that’s usually the cause of the drama It’s funny I can spot a bum in a Beamer and a boss in a Honda You know my style, I don’t force the entendre So if it’s beef, gotta be Kobe Snakes get ate when they crossing this mamba These fake niggas get forced on this genre But it’s really not much to judge If niggas budge when it’s tossed to your honor Tamir Rice with a portion of Sandra But never Bland, I draw that line in the sand If niggas cross it, I’ll find them Yeah, this latest run has been historic Once you found out what you’ll die for, better live for it I touch your soul so you can’t ignore it Married to the game I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it, shit flawless Huh, this latest run has been historic Once you found out what you’ll die for, better live for it I touch your soul so you can’t ignore it Married to the game I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it, shit flawless Ten toes down, I’m solid, young Wallace Some acknowledge I’m more modest when the drums melodic None symbolic before or after, aura’s mastered The cyanide in boric acid, ordered they casket I’m on it, no warrants Ball like that boy on the Hornets, clairvoyant See what the seekers can’t find, I’m the aligned Could look a killer straight in his eyes and read his mind I lead the blind, been about it, been nostalgic Retired now, but not the one to be foul with Won’t allow it, I’m stable, not disabled When the block raised you, you don’t let imposters play you Peekaboo style, gotta keep it new now Old school reppin for those who blew trial Too wild, had to skrrt it, that or get murdered Either/or, we are at war with the law, slapped with the verdict Yeah, this latest run has been historic Once you found out what you’ll die for, better live for it I touch your soul so you can’t ignore it Married to the game I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it, shit flawless Huh, this latest run has been historic Once you found out what you’ll die for, better live for it I touch your soul so you can’t ignore it Married to the game I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it, shit flawless