Description: Don't Let No One Stop You, Hip Hop Music, Hip Hop, cheap royalty free music, music loops and stock music library
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Blessed to see today..all the work we puut in,
World sees what we coookin, all that we were
Puuushin just to get a looookin, this general direeection, learned a lotta leeessons, made a few correeections, never second gueeessin any of the queeestions, gotta keep on preeessin until we the beeest man, surrender ain't an oooption, hold that perfect pooosture, don't let no one stooop ya.
Sittin at the dining room table hands folded, thankin everyone in heaven for raining all these blessings. I'll admit the road here fulla potholes pretty messy. But what was done or said is between us or for priests at the confessions, we were living like peasants in that hut in mount pleasant, granny auntie Jeanore helped dad pay for presents, errybody else sent what they could from Illinois Minnesota and Nevada cuz we didn't have a dolla, we sure made a lotta progress, buying out eBay all these inanimate objects, spittin bars in the studio too hot to digest, God showed me the struggle so I could enjoy makin it, I guess.
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With that said miss the old times as a kid, living every day without an ounce of regret, gittin a whippin after throwing a fit, had to learn early that's not how life is, Crazy gittin ya heart broken when at first you don't have feelings, and it takes several months until you finally finished healing, Lord throws ya practice tests so ya ready for the real one, throw it back to those nights we'd have to sit at the table til the meal done, not to far off when ya gotta do what the officer say or you'll get shot wit a real gun, and following all the rules'll still get you popped in the back, and they built this country off the blood and sweat off our back, charge us twice as much interest for the same Cadillac, regardless I'm the man you can ask aloe blacc.And we were never anything real special, just hustled til we got stressed giving us high blood pressure, got jumped a few times still I was king no checkers.
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