Lirik Lagu This Is Me - Juelz Santana
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[Intro]Man, first I just wanna salute my soldiersKnahmean? We just trying to stay above waterFeel me? I mean I speak for the Gs, the hustlersThey understand me, knahmsayin?ShitLock into this time and lock out (always)I mean ain't nothing promised to niggaz like usYou know?
[Juelz Santana]Just a, another day another dollarNow look what you gotAnother hater, another plotterShit, you know the drillA brother pay, a brother hollaWatch 'em, they creepingAnother raid, another copperAw manAnother case, another lock-upWhatAnother bail, know that cake better pop upYupThat's just day to day shit we go throughAnd results of the day to day shits we go throughSome niggaz day to day pitch, they local, andSome niggaz day to day bricks, they coastal, andSome niggaz day to day snitch, they vocalI don't honor them foolsThem type of dudes get they tonsils removedI speak from the heart of the hoodFrom the boarded up apartments with woodFrom the cracked down crack houses (yeah)To the burnt up black housesTo fiends inside with that burnt up glass outAnd puffing weed makes my actions switchI'm at the window, with the pistol, like MalcolmAin't that a bitch (man)And I'm paranoid, paranoidBut still I got to get it, got to have it, make it happen boy
[Chorus]Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keepIf I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to takeAnd may this song play all the wayAnd if it skip a beat, hit repeatThis the realest shit I ever wrote, this is meAnd if it skip a beat, hit repeatThis the realest shit I ever wrote, this is me
[Juelz Santana]Look nowAnother dead, another bornVice versaAnother here, another gonePay attentionAnother smile, another mournAnother funeral, another baby shower going onGet it, huhThat's just life in the hoodYou earn scars, you earn stripes in the hoodHuh, get itI live the life of a hustlerNo sleep all night for a hustler, busterAnd if your coke weak, cut it with Bo Peep sheepI swear fiends will chase that high for four weeksI'm still dealing with the day to day beef andStress, hunger, patienceThe day to day basicsYep, shit that we go through, you knowShitLook at the shit that we go through, you knowNiggaz come home, can't get jobsNiggaz getting money, acting like they can't get robbedAnd that don't mix
[Chorus]
[Juelz Santana]Just a, another day another dollarNow look what you gotAnother hater, another plotterShit, you know the drillA brother pay, a brother hollaWatch 'em, they creepingAnother raid, another copperAw manAnother case, another lock-upWhatAnother bail, know that cake better pop upYupThat's just day to day shit we go throughAnd results of the day to day shits we go throughSome niggaz day to day pitch, they local, andSome niggaz day to day bricks, they coastal, andSome niggaz day to day snitch, they vocalI don't honor them foolsThem type of dudes get they tonsils removedI speak from the heart of the hoodFrom the boarded up apartments with woodFrom the cracked down crack houses (yeah)To the burnt up black housesTo fiends inside with that burnt up glass outAnd puffing weed makes my actions switchI'm at the window, with the pistol, like MalcolmAin't that a bitch (man)And I'm paranoid, paranoidBut still I got to get it, got to have it, make it happen boy
[Chorus]Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keepIf I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to takeAnd may this song play all the wayAnd if it skip a beat, hit repeatThis the realest shit I ever wrote, this is meAnd if it skip a beat, hit repeatThis the realest shit I ever wrote, this is me
[Juelz Santana]Look nowAnother dead, another bornVice versaAnother here, another gonePay attentionAnother smile, another mournAnother funeral, another baby shower going onGet it, huhThat's just life in the hoodYou earn scars, you earn stripes in the hoodHuh, get itI live the life of a hustlerNo sleep all night for a hustler, busterAnd if your coke weak, cut it with Bo Peep sheepI swear fiends will chase that high for four weeksI'm still dealing with the day to day beef andStress, hunger, patienceThe day to day basicsYep, shit that we go through, you knowShitLook at the shit that we go through, you knowNiggaz come home, can't get jobsNiggaz getting money, acting like they can't get robbedAnd that don't mix
[Chorus]
