Rakaa Iriscience - Ends to Means lyrics

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Rakaa Iriscience - Ends to Means lyrics

[Intro] Brrrrrr! {*scratched: "Uh oh"*} (?) workin the whole coast baby {"That's right y'all!" - Redman} I rock mics {*"Uh oh"*} Whattup Ev, Jake One Los Skangeles, yo, yo (Here we go!) [Rakaa Iriscience] I know this kid right, he spit raps on mics He said he did it cause he want a better chance at life He felt like the last wolf preyin on cattle From high school to night clubs to radio battles His name Wu, his fame in the game too The label meetings, lawyers, and managers came too Before the ink was dry on the dotted line They were tryin to redesign his life with pop shine He found he's a number, a product, a theme But yesterday the A&R was jockin his team Now they wanna gamble with his art, life, and dream (Yeah hopin that the ends justify the means) [Hook: repeat 4X] "We come from where the ends justify the means" - Evidence [Rakaa Iriscience] I know this girl right, she used to dance at night She said she did it cause she want a better chance at life She used to undress slow, while others would strip fast Sa**y with cla** and a** to get cash She got dough but focused on graduation Pre-med, if she has patience she'll have patients Catch her with anatomy books on her breaks Or hustlin cats, conventions to vacations Hit on, spit on, and lusted for Too close to quit thinkin "What's it for?" Cryin in the steam, still tryin to scrub herself clean (But the ends justify the means) [Hook] [Rakaa Iriscience] Aight check it check it I know this cat right, he flip sacks at night He did it so his daughter'd have a chance at life To keep the lights on and make sure the snacks were right No ice but his hats didn't match his Nikes Money rolls and rubber bands, stacks were tight He turned turned out his own block, how sad the sight For his baby girl, that little lady's his world But when beef came he had to react and fight He was pumpin out in front of his crib, makin a k**in When he seen some fiends comin up the block illin There was somethin 'bout the scene he was not feeling He ain't tryin to get popped or get caught dealin But then three shots came from what he thought were fiends He woulda shot back but ran towards his daughter's screams One hit her pillow, two hit her TV screen (He wondered if the ends justified the means) [Hook] [Outro] {*scratched to end: "That's right y'all!" - Redman*}

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