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Aziatic (outro) Lyrics - Singles - Az

Yeah, yeah 

Realism of life in actuality 

Uh huh, 

Yeah 

I wanna tell you 

Uh huh 

Fuck who's the baddest, only the real could relate 

Bigboys, 

Nothing changed, they know 

The Players of the game 

Realism of life in actually 

The Pioneers 

I wanna tell you 

This is the essence right here 

Fuck who's the baddest, only the real could relate 

AZiatic, 

Nothing changed, they know 

I rep pure realness younahmean? 

I wanna tell you 

For the deceased, and those still carrying the torch 

Hold your head though, ya heard? 

Once again 

I wanna tell you 

Realism of life in actuality 

I wanna tell you 

Fuck who's the baddest, only the real could relate 

Nothing changed, they know 

Realism of life in actually 

 

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I know, it get kinda hard sometimes 

we all looking for some kind of, outlet 

to plug into, but ahh, 

 

From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto 

Every hood 

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try 

If you wanna try 

It's on you 

All the haters wanna see, 

Uh uhn 

A niggas life in misery 

Uh uhn 

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die 

 

Photos 

 

Handcuffed by the wrist and tied in the feet, so stressed 

Wish that I could die in my sleep 

And Lord knows, thru his grace I done tried it wit peace 

But it's like niggas ain't happy 'til they find me deceased 

Feel the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap 

And just applied Everything that he learned from crack 

I'm in now, it's life ain't no turning back, it been foul 

So what kinda concerns is that 

Peep the signs of the eyes ''cause it tell it all 

One of the few in the Streets that was selling it raw 

Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more 

And how I move, you could still look and tell I was poor 

How can the hate from another man stop my flow 

That's like another pimp thinking he can knock my hoe 

I'm here now, just trying to copp and blow, couple of cars and lot's of Doe 

 

From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto 

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try 

If you wanna try 

All the haters wanna see 

A niggas life in misery 

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die 

 

One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall, you seen one nigga ball 

you done seen 'em all 

Even standup niggas seen 'em lean and crawl 

What makes a man wanna fiend for more 

Life itself is more than a trial or a quest 

Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran with the best 

And very rarely, you can catch me casually - dressed 

I'm more relaxed in a hat and some sweats 

Doing me, been amongst some of the street's most strongest men 

Around for months then they gone again 

Incarcerated, penalized for the love of they acts 

Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucing wit that? 

Where we at? hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed 

Spoken in codes for the killers that daily'll dose 

Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors, get legit 

Then hit them stores 

 

From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto 

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try 

If you wanna try 

All the haters wanna see 

A niggas life in misery 

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die 

 

So now it's on y'all, could see, I figured it out 

Only a few could say that they been in my house 

And caroused at my wall color, blend with my couch 

I'm as low as you can go in the south 

When it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate 

Some say I'm too street and way too involved wit the snakes 

What make a man bigger that life, I'm twice his age 

Understand I'm a sinner but I'm nice some ways 

Knee deep in what I speak ''cause I spit the truth 

I become angelic when I sit in the booth 

Just a thought of all the ill sh*t that lurk in streets 

How can another real nigga wanna work wit police 

Bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is rough 

I took an oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck 

Knowledge of self, I'ma do this regardless of wealth 

Regardless of how the deck and how the cards get dealth 

 

From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto 

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try 

If you wanna try 

All the haters wanna see 

A niggas life in misery 

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die 

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