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Give Me a Reason
The Alchemist
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Kingpin!
It's Bald Face James
Chemists
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Yeah, nigga just give me a reason
They say it never rains in Southern California
But when you from a state where it's always snowing
You tend to not believe the things that people tell you
Shit that I done seen, please believe they gon' feel you
When your time of dying these street dreams they gon' sell you
Take you to a place where can't nobody help you
Or run to your rescue, I give respect where it's due
You, you only gon' do what I let you
Nigga don't let me catch you with this drew blessed up
Now look at you, reaching for a gun you can't get to
Beat you to the stash, it don't matter what he grab
When I blast, you can have a drum on your pistol
Or pack a machine stuffed full of scud missiles
With extended magazines, niggas gon' get they issue
By any means, shit we more than official
Put you out of your misery, have a morgue in it with you
Concrete, who do you believe in?
Me or them? Cause looks can be deceiving
So think again, and I done been deceived
So it's a lot of things that don't sit right with me, so be easy
Cool my dog, who do you believe in?
Them or me? Cause looks can be deceiving
When you meet, and by the looks of things
This shit ain't what it seems, nigga just give me a reason
Bullock hoes in my mama whip, seven chrome in my mama couch
Watching the way I'm walking before they run in my mama house
Baby bro with the problems, I promise he'll never talk it out
Grammar school I draw on the lines, was born to chalk 'em out
Five-O's from the G-Unit in the raid van, but I seen through it
Got a deuce-five in the skate highs, that was tenth grade back in '09
Got a .45 so this nigga die, on the north side banging 65
I don't give passes, backpack and shit bag, I'm shit drastic
Pissed cold so I skip classes, still got on them J's though
No problem nigga, I'll pop a nigga to get the shit that he paid for
Red bandana sitting on my face, I'm a yank ho
Got a black bitch from Bompton down to spank hoes
Never hit the courtroom, stand with that straight flow
Trying to get that Drake dough, living where he started at
Eight ain't got no hammer, just blam
Him, ain't gotta cock it back, boy!
Concrete, who do you believe in?
Me or them? Cause looks can be deceiving
So think again, and I done been deceived
So it's a lot of things that don't sit right with me, so be easy
Cool my dog, who do you believe in?
Them or me? Cause looks can be deceiving
When you meet, and by the looks of things
This shit ain't what it seems, nigga just give me a reason
After the first time it's pretty much a piece of cake
So if you ain't bout this life, you probably can't relate
If you were silver spoon fed back in '88
I had to eat with my hands out of paper plates
Fame my great escape, Satan's greatest trick
Was convincing the world that he didn't exist
So meet the man, not the myth, the devil in the flesh
Hillblock, drug zone 7-6
Detroit, Michigan, we the new Bangladesh
The source in the fed, I need a new weight connect
Detroit City give 'em to me but a two-eight at best
And of course, that depends on if you make it back
Indianap, have you ever perhaps
Been in a trap so hot that you couldn't relax?
Sweating bullets, hundred shots in the tech
Got a crook in my neck and it ain't no looking back
Concrete, who do you believe in?
Me or them? Cause looks can be deceiving
So think again, and I done been deceived
So it's a lot of things that don't sit right with me, so be easy
Cool my dog, who do you believe in?
Them or me? Cause looks can be deceiving
When you meet, and by the looks of things
This shit ain't what it seems, nigga just give me a reason
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