Big Boo Gaines - Blinders
The streets raised us but never gave usNo jobs or no gods that'll save us
It seems they played us, guess we still players
Confined to the minors, never to the majors
Like it, love it, hate it, or debate it
But when it's real, gotta appreciate it
When I walk in they don't even have to say it
Big Boo Gaines, even the name nothing to play with
But I'm humble when I rap I don't mumble
Just screw up the voice, make the 808's rumble
Good at the goal line I won't fumble
You can't stumble in this concrete jungle (Come on)
Yeah you see I got my blinders on
I seen a lot and I don't need no reminders Holmes
And I'll keep them on, until I find a home
In the city, sometimes it gets gritty
I know it's shitty, don't believe in pity
But I believe in change, tell me if you with me
Do you got my back if they try to get me?
Never mind my tone, I got my blinders on
My people getting popped from the Glock and the Draco's
Wonder if you ever stopped and thought who made those
Magazines that'll hit you thru your spleen
And everybody got' em, it's like they go for free
In god you trust so you kill for the green
Let that thang bust, rip you out your jeans
Black, white, yellow, brown we on the same team
Won't be free till we wake up from the dream
Is this hell on earth? Or maybe even worse
We forgotten and bit from the apple that was rotten
Now we thot'n, gun popping, and we plotting
It's like I live in Gotham, no Batman or Robin
Yeah you see I got my blinders on
I seen a lot and I don't need no reminders Holmes
And I'll keep them on, until I find a home
In the city, sometimes it gets gritty
I know it's shitty, don't believe in pity
But I believe in change, tell me if you with me
Do you got my back if they try to get me?
Never mind my tone, I got my blinders on
Written by:
Marcus Gaines
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