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Rekeson - Good Man Lyrics

Good Man
Verso 1 (Rekeson)
I used to bang in a gang same places in the gang bang
When I talk about the hood these niggas never understand
From a little kid I know the street and she gave me a job
I have to learn to make money sell drugs and learn to rob
I’m me and just me I’m not a pu*** ni***
When a ni*** get shot you know that’s what it takes to
be a ni***
I got knowledge to be a teacher to teach all the snitches
That when they get caugth by cops don’t behave like bitches
I got my gun in my pocket and and eigthy of crack in my shirt
Cops beat me up but that shit aint even hurt
I don’t know why these niggas hate me cuz of reality’s face
Or maybe they don’t have the fuc*** balls to fake in
my place
Every time I remember the words that my moma said
To stay at peak of the thug life nobody will be safe
But what im gonna do the only thing is that I take my
chance with cocaine
If i died in the hood I will still live again
Coro (Rekeson)
Where the good men live you know its thrive and rough
In this concrete jungle where it’s twice as tough
It’s a struggle everyday to keep the nicest stuff
And we praying that it change but this life is us
Verso 2 (Main flow)
Whether its saying its got measurements where the good
where they been never think feels like im writing with a
feather pen
Get it together when reciting with some clever men with
devils plans
And going places that you never been
Got the hype floss and the rigth toss the rigth frost
And I aint the cat to use the rigth precause
I’m with the sniper cause I need a mic that gloss hyper boss
Feeling like you dealing with some types of laws
Seeing more problems its hard to make a fourth down for
a crime
And its multiply four times
Can’t even title rigth engine in the battle figth sattle high
Words transmited through a satellite
However looked on of what the people tougth fun full rhymes
Grey clouds covering the moon shyne
Your victims car here all in the yard there
Scar paired victim getting hit by the hardware
Coro (Rekeson)
Where the good men live you know its thrive and rough
In this concrete jungle where it’s twice as tough
It’s a struggle everyday to keep the nicest stuff
And we praying that it change but this life is us