Uncut lyrics

Artist  : Ghetto Mafia 
Song : Uncut



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														   verse 1: Nino)  

 You got beef then let it cook  

 I can't keep count of all the lives all of us
took  

 See I'm addicted to the bottle  

 Fuck a role model  

 Nobody knows all the trauma I done 'n did  

 Thought I was dead but still nobody cared  

 Nobody cared  

 For them sacs I had to leave what I had  

 14 walkin' with clothes in a garbage bag  

 Mom's on the rag  

 Talkin to dummies stuff actin' tough  

 Sometimes I wanted to call the bluff  

 Packed it up  

 Now I'm livin' day to day  

 Nowhere to stay I'm just livin' in the
counterweight(?)  

 See I'm trapped in hell  

 Without a phone  

 Stuck here burnin'  

 Without a home  

 See my homeboys moms start trippin'  

 Put me out  

 Now its back to park benches  

 You know we itchin' cause itchin's from the
streets  

 Eatin' anything givin' a fuck where we fightin 


 I can't help but remember  

 Damn I froze to death last December  

 Ain't packin a pistol  

 So I'm powerless  

 My babies momma says she cared when is she
lovin' this?  

 I gotta break free  

 Cause they ain't no free break  

 Everything I got I had to fuckin' take  

 The devil playin games with my vision  

 I can't see shit for ghetto livin'  

 Cocaine tec-9s and stankin' bitches  

 Break paint, Impalas, and hit the switches  

 I got a hero  

 But it ain't Uncle Sam  

 It's Big J from Birmingham  

 A real nigga  

 Picked me up an said "Fuck it"  

 Kicked me down I had my cradle said "Fuck it" 


 New gear  

 New bucket  

 Charlene Santina  

 Yeah I stuck it  

 See I'm gonna rob that hog(?) so let me rob then
 

 It's better than homeless under federal pen(?) 


 Come on in I'm gonna show my life to all y'all
bitches  

 Show you how I went from rags to riches  

 No better my life this shit is real G  

 I don't give a fuck to y'all niggas don't
believe me  

 Kiss my ass and take this tec-9  

 Cause bitch I'm a killer in my own rhyme  

 One licked ham(?) can signal forty thousand  

 There's one to wear to a house  

 It's me  

 Nino from Decatum  

 Droppin' traps and gangsta haters  

 You can catch me in the Dec slingin' powder  

 You can catch me at 'Sims on a high tower  

 It's funny when I think though  

 I was broke as shit just a month ago  

  

 Ghetto Mafia uncut  

 Real niggas and we don't give a fuck  

 You wan't trauma?  

 We in the Dec  

 But I'll tell ya  

 You can get killed in the Dec  

  

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