Minneap (Intro)
• Written by TylerHustle
I got stories to tell, no stories on the sex
Or the big cash, cuz the real is the best
Ain't telling stories saying women be on top of me
Stories that I tell, most of them are prophecies
They false now? They'll be true soon
We aim for the stars, that's a blue moon
That Jimmy kid you know, he'll die tomorrow
Or another one's taken, like beats that I borrow
Stories of the kids, they tired of running
They dying of thirst, maybe you'll hear something
Hope you don't cough with the hepatitis flow
Kids on the scene with sense of crisis know
Bout the hardknock life, the ramen noodle dinner
Looking in the church, then finding you a sinner
Deep reflection, that's my method
Mama didn't want her so she be neglected
Stories may be false but the realest in scene
Aiming for the money, aiming for the green
Kids give up they life, they get to drug dealing
Getting blue Nikes, then they blood killing
Crazy hearing this, thought Generation Best
Kids when they criminals Generation X
out your future, the world has a cancer
*cut out the beat around here
The thugs are the tumor, and the needle arm user
The world is your teacher, my momma the tutor
If Minneap to you is a boring lil' hell
Hear a homie out, I got stories to tell
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TylerHustle
Member since October 17 2014