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Watches And Chains


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Well here it is. Tell me what you think?

-------------Watches And Chains--------------------

All rappers talk about is watches and chains

Who’s gonna say my name. Who’s that insane

Grew up in a ghetto where all you do is smoke Mary Jane

Forget where they come from. Switching Lanes (x2)

Now I don’t want to blast at these fools who tried to start some ****

I try and recollect memories. Telling stories line bye line. Brick by brick

Was fighting to live. Trying to save the kids. I do what I gotta do

But no one ever knows where karma comes around and hits back at you

Tried to keep it real but they thought I was a fake. I’m getting so irate

I’m trying to go in the right place but the funny thing is ya’ll hate

Looking for job is like trying to look for a million dollars. Not going to happen

In the past I was waiting for death. My last breath as I didn’t know I’d be rapping

On the streets all the gangsters think about is getting guns and trying to kill

Face to face with a gun in place. Now tell me who’s going to be real?

Watches and chains. Fighting for a place for your name. Who’s barely sane

I never said **** the Al Queda but I guess they will get a ****ing plane

Rapper’s rap about what they know. Which isn’t a lot. See I think we need change

But the truth looks strange. I guess the cops can’t shoot if there not in range

See all I’m trying to do is define what happens to me. Line with every rhyme

If I ever would of joined the army a long time ago. I would of probably resigned

Forget all of this beef **** homes and people calling out each others name

Just look ahead as I explain to ya’ll about the life of watches and chains

All rappers talk about is watches and chains

Who’s gonna say my name. Who’s that insane

Grew up in a ghetto where all you do is smoke Mary Jane

Forget where they come from. Switching Lanes (x2)

Bush and Blair don’t understand it isn’t fare not giving the poor and welfare

There cutting the checks and its all wrecked. We deserved our share

I tried to pay attention to all of the politicians but there not listening

Look at these rappers watching there Wrist glisten. I don’t think I’m missing

If they knew me and what I was about. Maybe the wouldn’t stand and shout

Forget rap I’d rather become a soccer scout. But with my words I’d be without

A life, some money and I don’t mean to be funny. I’m trying to tell the truth

But its hard if backstabbers try and tell me that they don’t care about the youth

Understand this if nothing at all. They will be the next generation of politicians

All you have to is look at the condition. Is it supposed to be some sort of tradition

Used to be a dealer and I knew a killer. To see who’s hard. Want your knee caps?

Step back before you claim a relapse. Perhaps I might fall down and just collapse

Growing up I remember my father coming home every weekend drunk

Even at Christmas he tried not too fall up the stairs. And called me a punk

But I love the man because he is the reason that I am who I am today

Get the picture that I’m trying to portray. It is in your eyes. Every single day

Don’t talk to me about pain. Don’t start **** until you know my name

While I’m sipping on champagne you can’t judge me man. Watches and chains

All rappers talk about is watches and chains

Who’s gonna say my name. Who’s that insane

Grew up in a ghetto where all you do is smoke Mary Jane

Forget where they come from. Switching Lanes (x2)

Pac said he saw death around the corner and I’m scared it will happen to me

I never thought this would ever result to this. What’s rapping supposed to be?

My physical mind state separated along time ago to my mental. Got the pencil

I’ll get the pad and we’ll go in the lab. He can get the beat. Homie its simple

If this game knew what I’m like maybe they wouldn’t hate. That just happens

From being a bumb in England my mind feels numb when I started rapping

My life started the day I knew I had a talent to rap. My pop’s never left

I have done things illegal and it was against my will. Never got done for theft

Wouldn’t steal a thing if they didn’t want to get rid of. don’t care about the law

Never done big drugs before but these haters on my back I cant hack anymore

I smoke a bit of the week every time I need some **** off my chest

But these rhymes are a test of my intelligence. In my hood you don’t need a vest

Proof said that he could get drugs for free. If so someone get me his number

Maybe if I was a couple years older. Or maybe younger I could feel more dumber

Give me one line and few rhymes to keep me intact. Maybe I could define

Life and what its about. It’s never been done. But maybe its just a sign

Just because I don’t like beef doesn’t mean I can’t. Swing at you with my fist

Snap back and look at all your jewls and look and them watches and chains glist

All rappers talk about is watches and chains

Who’s gonna say my name. Who’s that insane

Grew up in a ghetto where all you do is smoke Mary Jane

Forget where they come from. Switching Lanes (x2)

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