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Throughout the rain, I weathered the Storm. I remember those days, that's just how I got on. Throughout the pain, dripped down to my Core. I remember those days, That's just how I On. Yeah, niggas wanna toss it up. Niggas wanna box with us. Then they wanna kiss and hug. Fuck it up at the local club, then hotbox With the local sluts. In my hoodie, rolling Marijuana, why would he? Risk it all for the Same pudding. Put it all on the same footing. Dude don't be no rookie boo swimming with look Good lucky, but call me crazy. Dreams are rarer than a true love lately, and Love is rarer than a newborn baby, and most Of those are holding on to maybes, and most These hoes ain't got goals to save 'em, no Lie. You can put it on her now, they Don't mind. You can get it on the spot While your wallet dropping, you was getting played The whole time. Look, boys wanna get some brain, But they don't wanna use they brains. They just wanna look like lames. Then they wanna toss the game and say to Women, "It's all the same." Not my goodies. Nah, nigga, not my goodies. See, see, tell me why would he think that I'm just some slut and I wanna give it Up for a high nigga in some hoodie? Let's go. Throughout the rain, I weathered the storm. I Remember those days, that's just how I Got on. Throughout the pain, dripped down to my Core. I remember those days, that's how I got on. Boy wanna live for less and wanna look a Mess. Boy living check to check. Then he wanna ask for sex and say women Got no respect. No one taught him. Yeah, 'cause he know I'm problem. Yeah, he know no one got him. They just drop him. Yeah, he know love keep Falling way, yeah, it ain't no bottom. Look, you can call me crazy, but I just Stop and think no one cares. Maybe they just call me observant, 'cause I keep Noticing all these stares, and I keep noticing the Dazed and dateless on hope, hoping that we don't Get mad, we just cope. Coping with a racist bitch that's next door. Meanwhile, every cop that see me drive slow. Motherfucker, have you ever felt the pain deep? Past that skin that made you feel weak? Have you ever froze in your seat, innocent when You been stopped by police? Your race ever been a sixteenth? Have you ever been a statistic? Have you ever felt that it don't matter now 'cause there ain't no one 'round that gonna listen? Listen. Throughout the rain, I weathered The storm. I remember those days, that's just how I got on. Throughout the pain, Dripped down to my core. I remember those days, that's just how I got on.
Keaton — C.C.
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