Name: I Refuse Limitation
Duration: 6 min 1 s
Description: Слушайте песню I Refuse Limitation - Goodie Mob, Backbone онлайн с альбома Still Standing в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 6:01. Год выхода - 1998

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Beautiful Skin

Gutta Butta

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Greeny Green

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Inshallah

Backbone

I Refuse Limitation

Hip-Hop

But I'm still flickin' ashes a lot of other motherfuckers snort dust

But that's they thang a lot of us fall victim somehow

But that's that game won't try to explain from books to bricks

Now I look, seen crooks and tricks caught up in the mix

I control the substance my people fiend for at night

Lord knows I do wrong, sound like the same old song

A lot of niggas singing homeboys conceal your weapons

'Cause ain't gonna be no smokin' section in heaven

No more be buckin' yo luck seven eleven on the first roll

Don't let the streets rock and roll yo soul

Sold me out for 3.5 grams of neighborhood clout

Now what the fucks we bout I'm back home from the bullshit

Puttin' in work, meanwhile others dug ditches and covered

Themselves in dirt, one squirt and you locked down forever

Can't run from reality luring you closer and closer away

To the same old traps, now you never learn from your mistakes

So now you wear this ass whoopin' wit' pride, what side you on?

It wasn't no I in team, only in your dreams, saturated with schemes

Yeah you right, God gonna deal wit' ya fallin' from his grace

Rookie moves cops shift the game and 30 days

I'm blessed in the hole but that's till I go to the state federal

Penitentiary, yeah I could a did my time standin' on one feet

But see I fucked up royally thought I was slick

Them herpes-havin' ass crackers changed my big check to six

Times wit' Dean Whitaker's sermon of the day

But when I go to sleep I don't dream no more I just lay

A wise man knows his limitations concrete, concrete like Greg Street

Sufferin' from a severe case of inner city blues

I ain't got no clues to which directions I need to choose

This opportunity to gain is all I got to lose

'Cause I just can't settle for these streets shawty I refuse

That's the shit I like Lord got the door shot down to the pavement

Remove yo hat under the ceiling of this building

Most strive for the diamonds and overlook the gems

Got skimp wit yo bags boulders become shoulders to depend on

Which way to explore reform, refrain, we can't inflame

Every thought you walk through the trails is hell

Airborne for what clone me replace me wit' me

Another nation inside a nation out the land of Scots

Gun shows supplied me in the hour of need

Watch 'em bleed Aryan nation be the dealer

Now who's the killer? Yeah, yeah, yup yup that's the shit I like

Uh puttin' forth the effort to make a change

Not doin' a lot of talkin' bout it, what's yo game?

That's when you get jacked for yo life over emotions runnin' wild

Like salamanders swimmin' in southwest creeks

You had it, now you lost it wasn't worth it look what it costed

Didn't go out without a fight behind the gun trigger

You better think fast or get swept off yo feet

Nigga it hurts to see these drugs deteriorate

The minds of knuckleheads that want to be base heads

Don't say I didn't tell you 'cause you gonna see in the future

I hope I don't have to shoot you if you switch

Went from hardcore to beggin' like a bitch

Revolutions good to bad hoods to rags, real niggas to fags

Now I just can't settle for these streets shawty I refuse

Well I woke up this mornin' with the same frustration

From situations like these got a call about some work

No high school diploma or any college degrees

I can't enlist but they'll draft me if there's a war overseas

Oh please, of course I can slice some Oz's

And uh bills are due so at times I'm doubtful and everyone disagrees

But I'd rather struggle on my feet than to live on my knees

So my uniform tight, workin' all night at Mickey D's

Got about 90 dollars and some change after the government

Get they fees, these minimum wages ain't enough to feed my babies

Purposely these limitations on black folks' opportunities

So I quit 'cause I'm tired of being one of those overworked

Underpaid employees stop carin' at all went on

It seems like my faith done turned into forgotten memories

And I ain't gettin' away with nothing because I know He always sees

But see right now I need to see how I can get this here dope sold

I done stuffed in my pocket as many rocks as it can hold

They gonna get high so I'm a get my money even though it's freezin' cold

Now how many times you done heard this story told?

Believe it or not, it's some very intelligent junkies

But dependencies is eatin' away at they souls like disease

Anyone can turn into somebody who covets and envies

Unequal economics can easily make you some enemies

And the crime rate never drops so the cops ride around in threes

I knew he would have killed me if I did anything but freeze

They found the rest of the dope in some nearby shrubberies

In a dim lit room being questioned by these authorities

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