J Holiday
Текст песни More Than A Love Song

Ft. Black Cobain

This is for the ladies, this is for the hood, yeah
This is for the hood, yeah

Bust it down, roll it up, light a spark, take a puff
Lady haze I'm in love, I just can't get rnough
It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's Mary Jane
Like la la la la la la la
Got my eyes ... and the chest don't fight
Gotta puff, puff, puff, kill, just to get inspired
Gotta ease this pain that I feel inside
Like why we so scared to fly
Niggas pissing in the hallway, busting on the block all day
Chick on the poles, niggas ... working 9 to 5 and no pay
Then they wanna ask why, why a nigga wanna get high
Matter of fact, why the ... of the niggas, yeah
Say it ain't lie

You're a ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto streets
What's gonna do when you grow up?
You gotta face reality
You're a ghetto girl, playing in the ghetto streets
What's gonna do when you grow up?
You gotta face reality

Bust it down, roll it up, light a spark, take a puff
My heat don't work and, I can't even get my car to start up
My baby mama she calling, my little girl she crying
I gotta get to paper cause if I don't ..
I gotta get it, I gotta get it, I gotta get it, I'm focused
... so I'ma go on keep on smoking
You can say what you want, I'ma do what I feel
This pain in my heart is so real

Niggas pissing in the hallway, busting on the block all day
Chick on the poles, niggas ... working 9 to 5 and no pay
Then they wanna ask why, why a nigga wanna get high
Matter of fact, why the ... of the niggas, yeah

Say it ain't lie

You're a ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto streets
What's gonna do when you grow up?
You gotta face reality
You're a ghetto girl, playing in the ghetto streets
What's gonna do when you grow up?
You gotta face reality X 2

Bust it down, roll it up, light a spark, take a puff
... no I can't get enough, real love, cold hustler in these ghetto streets
Fuck police, there is no peace
... my condolence, just another ghetto casualty
Tough this, where is that, lucky new ...
Why you think ... write rhymes
Why you think youngings sell crack
Where the politicians where they at
Why the... all black
Why they killed my nigga...
Why they do my nigga like that
I'm stressed out, I need a drink, I need a prayer
How they sposed to put food on the table
When they can't even find jobs
Baby mothers like 16's, never get a chance to taste dreams
Probably learn how to do head, she ain't never going nowhere
See them scheming, watch them close
For the bread that you niggas get toast
watch the rappers doing real big
Why you think they wanna do it real big?
Slang crack then they wanna do it big
Once real this is life, this is pain, this is hope
Hope to get caught up in the lights

You're a ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto streets
What's gonna do when you grow up?
You gotta face reality
You're a ghetto girl, playing in the ghetto streets
What's gonna do when you grow up?
You gotta face reality .