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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Common
Common
Stimme und Gesang
Steve Wyreman
Steve Wyreman
Gitarre
Adrian Younge
Adrian Younge
Sampling-Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lonnie Lynn
Lonnie Lynn
Songwriter:in
Adrian Younge
Adrian Younge
Songwriter:in
Ernest Dion Wilson
Ernest Dion Wilson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
No ID
No ID
Produzent:in
Michael Law Thomas
Michael Law Thomas
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Casey Cuayo
Casey Cuayo
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Young Guru
Young Guru
Mischtechniker:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Michael Kuzoian
Michael Kuzoian
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in

Lyrics

Gluttony, baby Is what I need, it's what I see Gluttony, baby Is us, it's hard to see It's knocking (gluttony, baby) (Is what I need, it's what I see) man, they gon', they gon', man they gon' knock this And ride out to this Uh It sit deep in my chest, so let me express Grew up on 868, oh, y'all don't need the address It was 'round CVS, we were so devious The city never sleeps, it be needing some rest The streets was a mess, and they still are Feel our pain, the bigger picture, we was all framed But the game is the game, so let it begin In these streets, these are the seven deadly sins Now, the first is pride, though some call it vanity A hustler's insanity can break up the family Pride can have a man stuck in his ways, not subject to change Knowing that he'll end up in a grave It's the arrogance, they say, in us Americans Messes up marriages, many sins, pride is parenting Like the second is something we all have Or felt, than Cain or Khan, it's called wrath I seen a boss take it out on his staff Seen a Crip take it out on a Blood, causing a bath Never seen a man making money while he mad So hustle plus wrath? Y'all do the math Now the third, you probably heard from MOP They say use them rocks to make 'em envy Envy, the cousin of jealousy, on the streets, it's a felony When niggas fucking with you but commit infidelity They hate it, to see you celebrated Counting my paper, nigga, you could have made it Let me stay with that thought, takes us to the fourth Where niggas is lazy, that's what we call sloth Want you to break 'em off, getting money it costs For you to be a boss, ain't no taking off Now the myth about the fifth, it only happens when we eat It's gluttony, this is how it happens on the street It's a dude that's getting paid in full, cars and jewels So his plate is full, but the way this nigga move He is never full and he gon' want your food Don't overdo it, that's an underrated rule The sixth is a fix that's in all of us When I get drunk and want to bust, this is what we call lust When the drawers go down, the guards go down 'Cause a pussy is somebody getting robbed right now Okay, the seventh is a seed that many believe Is the cause of 'em all, this is what we call greed Knew some cousins that was hustlin', one of 'em ended up bustin' the other Greed is a mother, it's greedy motherfuckers like Madoff Cops getting paid off, greedy companies got my people getting laid off Before I sign off, in the sins we livin' The good thing is we can be forgiven Seven deadly sins Gluttony, baby Is what I need, it's what I see Gluttony, baby Is us, it's hard to see
Writer(s): Ernest Wilson, Lonnie Lynn, Sample Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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