DONDODJER - NO HANDOUTS (feat. Prod. Bakker)

No silver spoon Man Never got no handouts
But now mf got the hands out
So I went low key turn antisocial and moved to the background
Took a little break But I'm back now
When it gets bait demon
Man aint gona back down
Raised in a crack town
Phene in the park were the kids at
Cracked out
Better watch how you talk rounded here
Man will get slapped out
Took a wrong turn turn back round
Rambo backed out
Ends a little hot so we don't keep straps round
Feds cant pat down
Feds get slapped out
Life got hard but i never tapped out
Ends Took my soul I don't feel no more
It's gone too far
And i can't get it back now
So much shit on my mind its pulling me back down...
But we can't buy time you get one shot
And It don't come back round
You take one thing from this track
Take that down
Bitch

I think your confused this ain't no smack down
This a crack town
We don't fight fare it is survival 100 pound dinga
Mana get macced down
Ain't no decamp
Going round the block coming back round
I see my target I only see you no background
We struggled the hardest
So I ain't never back down
Soul turn cold I don't know were my heart is I think it departed
But it was just weakness so don't want it back now
Lately I been living sleepless
Stress is catching up my mind is fucked
I feel my mind getting weaker
I ain't spit no pain on a track
So I ain't gona go deeper
The Life that I live be attracting the reaper
Death will catch up death will seek ya
Moving tribal it is survival
Its standard procedure

Written by:
DONDODJER, Donny Dodjer

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