paroles de chanson Ever so Clear - Bushwick Bill
See,
most
of
my
life
i
never
had
shit
I
felt
like
an
outcast,
treated
like
a
misfit
Damn
near
didn't
make
it
on
my
day
of
birth
Thinking
was
i
really
supposed
to
be
on
this
planet
earth
I
take
a
deep
breath,
and
then
another
follows
Cos
hardship
is
kinda
hard
to
swallow
See,
it's
rough
bein
a
loner
Not
knowin
any
given
day
and
time
i
could
wind
up
a
goner
See,
people
got
it
bad
from
jump
street
And
bein
short
is
just
another
strike
against
me
I
used
to
get
funny
looks
cos
i
was
small
And
tryin
to
make
it
was
like
runnin
through
a
brick
wall
Given
the
odds
i
was
up
against,
bro
The
average
nigga
woulda
quit
a
long
time
ago
But
now
i've
got
a
record
out
I'm
doin
shows,
people
payin
to
see
me
turn
it
out
Now
i'm
the
spice
around
town
It's
funny
how
an
album
can
change
a
nigga's
life
around
I
got
friends
and
bitches
on
my
dick
But
when
they
look
at
richard
all
they
see
is
bushwick
Sometimes
i
don't
know
a
friend
from
a
foe
And
every
different
day
it's
a
different
fuckin
hoe
And
now
that
my
pockets
are
gettin
bigger
I'm
meetin
hoes
who
only
wanna
juice
a
nigga
They
tell
me
that
they
love
me
and
all
that
But
really
they
just
wait
for
me
to
fall
flat
So
they
can
get
me
for
my
income
Take
me
for
all
i
got,
and
then
some
Like
trina,
you
dig
I
fucked
up
and
got
too
attached
to
the
bitch's
kid
Knowin
that
she
used
the
baby
to
use
me
Took
him
out
my
life,
mentally
abusin
me
But
as
the
time
went
by
i
got
another
slimmy
And
she
was
just
like
the
first
one
screamin
gimme
But
not
in
the
exact
same
way
She
had
a
different
type
of
game
she
liked
to
play
Her
name
was
crystal,
she
played
the
quiet
type
And
for
a
little
while
shit
seemed
alright
But
just
like
the
first
hoe,
homie
When
shit
got
hectic
the
bitch
broke
out
on
me
And
it's
gettin
outta
hand,
gee
Cos
nobody
seems
to
understand
me
Reminiscin
got
me
feelin
kinda
low
I
broke
out
the
ever-clear
and
then
i
drunk
some
mo'
Until
it
was
all
gone
Now
i'm
lookin
for
somebody
to
take
my
pain
out
on
But
not
just
anybody,
gee
I'ma
take
that
on
to
mica
cos
she's
the
closest
to
me
Full
of
that
ever-clear
and
high
on
that
buddah
Get
to
the
house
all
i'm
thinkin
bout
is
shootin
her
Cos
shootin
her
would
be
sweet
But
you
know
what'd
be
sweeter?
if
i
make
her
shootin
me
Call
me
crazy,
but
that's
what
i'm
thinkin
I'm
trippin
from
all
that
smokin
weed
and
drinkin
But
i
knew
she
wouldn't
do
it
on
her
own,
so
i
provoked
her
Punched
her,
kicked
her,
and
chocked
her
She
still
wouldn't
grab
the
gun
And
at
that
time
i
wasn't
thinkin
about
no
one
Damn
near
crazy
i
went
and
grabbed
the
baby
Held
him
by
the
door
and
said
i'ma
throw
his
ass
out,
hoe
She
went
to
cryin,
somebody
stop
him
I
said:
you
better
grab
the
muthafuckin
gun
or
i'ma
drop
him
She
snatched
the
baby
out
of
my
hands
We
started
fighting,
punching,
scratching,
and
biting
When
we
fell
on
the
bed,
check
this
shit
All
kinds
of
crazy
shit
was
goin
through
my
head
So
i
ran
and
got
the
gun
and
came
back
to
her
Loaded
it
up
and
handed
the
gat
to
her
I
grabbed
her
hand
and
placed
the
gun
to
my
eye
muscle
She
screamed
stop
and
then
we
broke
into
another
tussle
Yo,
durin
the
fight
the
gun
went
off
quick
Damn!
aw
shit,
i'm
hit
(Aw...
my
eye,
i
can't
see
Why
you
shot
me
in
the
eye?
I
woulda
shot
you
in
the
body
Why
you
shot
me
in
the
eye?)
Ridin
in
the
ambulance
everything
is
hectic
I
can't
get
a
grip,
i
just
can't
check
this
Everybody's
cryin,
could
it
be
i'm
dyin
Bullet
in
my
head,
in
the
bed
was
lyin
Where's
mica?
i
wanna
tell
her
i
love
her
With
an
[] in
my
arm
i
took
a
picture
for
an
album
cover
Goddamn,
the
shit's
a
trip,
gee
Five
different
doctors
with
needles
tryin
to
stick
me
I
hear
my
family
hollerin
he
needs
us
Durin
the
confusion,
man,
i
seen
jesus
My
mom's
on
the
phone
long-distance
from
new
york
Here
comes
the
doctors
again
tryin
to
rip
me
apart
I
got
a
monkey
on
my
back,
i
can't
shake
it
I'm
havin
suicidal
thoughts
hopin
that
i
don't
make
it
But
i'ma
make
it
cos
something's
steady
urgin
me
Five
hours
passed,
i
made
it
through
surgery
And
the
doctor
said
i
wouldn't
make
it
through
the
night
But
god
told
me
everything
is
gonna
be
alright
And
i'm
glad
that
i'm
here,
gee
But
it's
fucked
up
i
had
to
lose
an
eye
to
see
shit
clearly
Aw
man,
i
made
it
I
made
it
And
everyone
gets
to
hear
my
story
I
made
it
But
don't
try
this
at
your
home
Learn
from
my
mistakes
Kick
the
beat
in,
bido
1 Intro
2 Little Big Man
3 Stop Lying
4 Call Me Crazy
5 Chuckwick
6 Don't Come to Big
7 Ever so Clear
8 Copper to Cash
9 Dollars and Sense
10 Letter from KKK
11 Take Em' Off
12 Skitso
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