thug soul
Singer:uncle murda
we all bleed the same blood
and we beat on the same drum
it's not about where you at
it's all about where you come from
and i'm a keep on thugging till the day i die
call me the kid that came up
can't forget where i came from
weather i got 100 dollars or 100 mil
living the projects of beverly hills
with your poor police gonna still hate me
i'm in the ghetto community with my other ya'll
crackers wanna kill me like zimmerman did trayvon
'cause i'm a black ass motherfucker like akon
and that's why i still be moving like avon
but stringer told 'em we good
nigga? i'm build them blacksies
you switching up? niggas be thinking they white
they really be thinking they white
for example look at oprah
still with us though she was white and she ain't talked over
we all bleed the same blood
and we beat on the same drum
it's not about where you at
it's all about where you come from
and i'm a keep on thugging till the day i die
told my brother our kids ain't growing up like we did
one bedroom for three kids
now is three bedrooms for one kid
it was rough but we didn't have roaches in our cereal
that's that ghost face shit
we lived in the b's but our crib was clean
my mother died when i was 13
i was thinking about suicide when i was 13
wishing martin luther king could see all my negative dreams
i didn't wanna be bo jackson or michael jordan
i want it to be like niggas i saw banging at 4 in the morning
realized them niggas ain't getting no grant
we all bleed the same blood
and we beat on the same drum
it's not about where you at
it's all about where you come from
and i'm a keep on thugging till the day i die