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Bumpy Knuckles
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Searchin'
Lyricist:Matt Williams, Paul Evans
As a child I felt lonely and helpless Low cash from a neighborhood wealth less I'll stick a wino and rob him for his last penny Happy days around my way we didn't find many
Momma said that I was outta line talkin' smack Extension cords to this young nigga's black back A juvenile, thirteen, now I'm locked up Scared to cry, I don't wanna get fucked up
Fifty push ups, a strain on my young chest I paint the pictures that I pose for a sleeveless I see my momma only supervised when she cry She said my baby brother's comin' he ain't far behind
Somebody tell me how I ended up like this I wait for God to give me strength, I'm a fight this I refuse to bend down 'cuz I'm young and wild Do or die that's this young nigga's rough style They'll never find me
Searchin' to find me, searchin' to find me, yeah Searchin' to find me, my soul will be free before they find me
I hit the street full grown, momma's gone now Had a heart attack I'm living on my own now My black boots and my state green all I own And a burning desire for a microphone
I see my little man Tiah bless me wit a burner Any coincidence I'm feeling like Nat Turner Twenty stick ups in thirty days they see me comin' Everybody on the block duck and start runnin'
A old lady told me baby boy calm down But like in Vietnam war I got to bomb now My cash was up a little somethin', somethin', takin' shake I blasted reddie at the weed gate and took his papes
'Cuz I done came a long way in a short time And I'm willing to die tryin' to get mine A lotta niggas think I'm cool wit 'em, guess what? Them niggas in for a shock 'cuz I'm fucked up You'll never find me
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I got a little crew now I'm selling weight White Mickeyed out navigator, tight straight I got the butter soft seats watch a video Stag a lee, everybody in the city knows
I make my rounds and I'm checkin' how my work's moving Shit is picking up nice, life is improving I got the baddest bird in Brooklyn, she six months She keep a eye on my whole house, my youngsters
I got my honey on the side she don't know about I'm on my way to see her now, I'm a blow her out I pull up to see her standin' in the door waitin' Shorty fine like a porn star masturbating
She said, 'Daddy are you hungry, would you like to eat Would you let me rub your back, can I kiss your feet?' I told her, 'Baby make the bed 'cuz I need rest' She sucked me down until I fell asleep, God bless
I see my momma with my eyes closed, kinda strange Time to wake up and touch something, outta range White clouds with the softness I hear the music What the hell is going on here I'm 'bout to lose it
Momma why you talking to me like you right here? She said, 'Son you outta focus now, come clear' She said, 'Your life'll be a milestone for everyone Because your layin' in the bed that you made son' Look how they found me
Searchin' to find me, searchin' to find me, yeah Searchin' to find me, my soul will be free before they find me
Searchin' to find me, searchin' to find me, yeah Searchin' to find me, you'll never, never, never, ever find me
Searchin' to find me, searchin' to find me, yeah Searchin' to find me, my soul will be free before you find me
Searchin' yeah, searchin' yeah Searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin' Searchin' yeah, searchin' yeah Searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin' Searchin', searchin'
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