Sokko Beatz - Motto tag lyrics

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Sokko Beatz - Motto tag lyrics

[Young Mike] Perx motto tag Young mike, My liberty they can't have it The poor get poor while the rich live mad rich Freedom one day we gon have it, my styles official like its illmatic, Young Mike I'm not your average hustler stereo type It's kinda crazy how they got this world believing the hype If I could change this cold world with a roll of a dice If you could walk in my shoes you know what it's like I'm out hustling my son can't picture my life Too many blinded by the lightning so they follow the light Bridging the gap for the tomorrow cause the future is now I played the cards in my hands feels like I'm paying the price I'm from the crooked streets that made me corrupt Mind of state its time to double up, from the beginning to the end the movement never stops Worldwide till the day that I reach the top, born to let my thoughts always reach the stars Listen up n***a this my truest thoughts I'm never gone stop this is bigger than the block Paper chasing till the day that I reach the top, my words are like a message homie this is real talk Keep your eyes on the picture homie 'n' play your part Hook [Perx] Got my MOTTO TAG , i don't wanna trouble Got my MOTTO TAG , i just wanna hustle yeah Got my MOTTO TAG , i don't wanna trouble Got my MOTTO TAG , i just wanna hustle yeah Struggle , Struggle , Struggle , Got my MOTTO TAG Hustle, Hustle , Hustle , Got my motto Tag yeah [Perx] You gotta be me to know, What's the meaning of "Lack of air" You gotta be me to say "this life is no fair" I got a lot of problems can't spit a word cause I'm afraid they call me an heathen Or call me a junky-a** , black thought or i worship Satan Don't know what the future is, half-life, pitiful computed risk Get lost in a dark confusion mist, handcuff by a dushbag life's a piss No spotlight no Afro , no pillow fight no p**no, mysterious like Fordow Holla at you in a satellite photo I'm a wierdo ,hell I'm wierdo but no ice cream mark on my face Got to show high life like Twilight & wolves against vamps , Come on!! Get by, hell of a waste like i left no trace i said i hell try with no lace you gotta find your place I said that boy "steady gotta find it show your ID they bout to compile it This ba*tards call you rubbish ,such a rampage they treated you like a savage F.O.S , F.O.P this motherf**ers wanna choose for me F.O.S is "freedom of speech" but F.O.P is "Freedom of my P"

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