Reks - Why Cry (feat. Styles P) lyrics

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Reks - Why Cry (feat. Styles P) lyrics

This evolution of revolution when I'll be televised Hard to decide if you were right Die, die, shed tears but why cry? It's all gone Soldiers no longer soldiers, ghettos no longer ghettos Prisons still trying to hold us Rebels would rather rebel, they all gone Shed tears but why cry, still strong Yeah, ghetto misery, yo' with alchemist symphonies One third of century just ain't making no sense to me Sending me the cells where hell's real, get name k**ed Body for a dollar and who we power and lust Cowards bust, we coward dust, chop it up to the game A n***a's life cops is living the same Rest in peace, to Timmy went through his brains Sorry for your mama's pain, are we came supreme? Remember fiends and dreams of good life Not talking, giving whips and chains, living 'Cause we greedy but need main My city stands my memory Visions of remains like the break of game Brother get brother, yeah, I'm talking Able Cain for the paper bane Hate on your name, pawn in the palm of the system Hey, spit a pawn if you get on n***a swing You change packs on If your name don't crack, n******gs is lame This evolution of revolution when I'll be televised Hard to decide if you were right Die, die, shed tears but why cry? It's all gone Soldiers no longer soldiers, ghettos no longer ghettos Prisons still trying to hold us Rebels would rather rebel, they all gone Shed tears but why cry, still strong The evolution of revolution revolting Me, I'm more alive but the 45 is colting No religion get treated like a**aulting You can f** around and your face will get molten Little n******gs is different, they got me tripping 'cause They don't know traditional, they don't know addition just New clothes but they know the limited edition of a new whip New ship, that's why I throw to deuces On my sh**, I could smoke with Medusa Ain't a n***a tight of budget, ain't a n***a looser I'm the rebel, a true blue, true n***a I don't change colors like the that dodge soldier The high guy telling you bye, bye loader And let it fly n***a then why cry Big shouts to my n***a Rex bring static Like static until I get a bigger check This evolution of revolution when I'll be televised Hard to decide if you were right Die, die, shed tears but why cry? It's all gone Soldiers no longer soldiers, ghettos no longer ghettos Prisons still trying to hold us Rebels would rather rebel, they all gone Shed tears but why cry, still strong I be where the monsters at, I be where the monsters at I be where the monsters at, I be where the monsters at

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