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Rappin' 4-Tay
Rappin' 4-Tay
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Frank Hudson Jr.
Frank Hudson Jr.
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Anthony Forte
Anthony Forte
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Frank Hudson Jr.
Frank Hudson Jr.
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Cyrus Esteban
Cyrus Esteban
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No, I can't run, I can't hide from all this pressure If I sell out, that means I'm copping to a lesser charge And whenever there's a will, baby, there's a way Each one teach one, I always say The murder rate is rising, society ain't scaring me Life is like a puzzle, ain't no telling when they'll bury me They wanna tell me how to live But I got dues to pay, now how much money you gon' give? For my PG and me bill, 'cause it's a week late Leave the hustle alone, fool, don't procrastinate Because I'ma get mine, and that's the way I was taught Fool, now what you thought? That I was born and raised in a big house? While you would sleep up in the bed, I slept on the couch I tried to study, but was often interrupted Because the neighborhood I'm from is so corrupted Rats and roaches creeping through the cracks in my walls While my folks down the street breaking plain and ball Trying to count as much as they can count is like hell Is kind of hard being raised off up in the cell Get on your own, and get you some business, black Stay sucker-free, and by all means, watch your back You ain't gotta listen, but take it from your boy 4-Tay Fool, you think you're promised another day? Each piece of life is like a puzzle, can you solve 'em? Stress'll drive you crazy when you're dealing with these problems Problems, problems, how you gon' solve 'em? Man, I'm going crazy tryna deal with these problems Each and every day on these streets, game is getting sicker Thicker than a king-size snicker And I know who's got the plug, don't need no witness 'Cause your business ain't everybody else's business Snitchers, and Gothams, and gangstas, they're so conniving In 1995, only the strong will survive and Every time I open up somethin', somebody wants some So I could be broke, all on my lonesome Too many critics, too many debaters And when they don't hire us, that makes me think they hate us But that's just another problem pushing through my brain Though wouldn't change no matter how much I complained How would you care if I was living on welfare? You act like you gon' move me and my family elsewhere Allow me to make this conversation more concrete Too many formalities, and I find that so obsolete But I'm a keep striving, 'cause it couldn't get no worse Ain't robbing no banks or snatching nobody's purse I finally made me a profit, so now I can really chill Check my mailbox, spoke too soon, there's my phone bill Trying to look out for number one, and that's my mother If it ain't one thing fly, it's another Each piece of life is like a puzzle, can you solve 'em? Stress'll drive you crazy when you're dealing with these problems Problems, problems, how you gon' solve 'em? Man, I'm going crazy tryna deal with these problems Each piece of life is like a puzzle, can you solve 'em? Stress'll drive you crazy tryna deal with these problems Problems, problems, how you gon' solve 'em? Man, I'm going crazy tryna deal with these problems Problems, problems, how you gon' solve 'em? I'ma handle mine Problems, problems, how you gon' solve 'em Take 'em one at a time
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