paroles de chanson Never Blink - The Jacka , J. Stalin
This
that
new
shit
nigga
I
prolly
smoked
alot
of
hop
in
my
weed
befo'
And
it
made
a
nigga
crazy
but
I'm
loungin'
tho'
Niggas
hope
that
they
gun
stay
from
round
me
yo
Call
up
cause
be
like
"blood
need
a
pound
of
that
dro"
Times
is
gettin
hectic
man
I'll
pay
you
back
later
Fightin
a
case
cause
ya
boy
done
went
to
school
with
a
kata
I
felt
nothin'
man
it's
really
nuthin'
It's
been
so
long
since
Jacka
felt
somethin'
I
keep
coming
with
lines
that
keep
numbin'
ya
face
like
coke
lines
She
keep
hummin'
the
background,
what
that
sound
like?
Shit,
I
shoulda
stayed
in
school
or
somethin'
Now
I'm
fresh
out
the
county
huntin'
down
my
runners
[Jacka:]
I,
hit
the
block
high
[J.
Stalin:]
make
the
song
cry
[Jacka:]
got
the
eyes
of
a
snake
[J.
Stalin:]
never
blink
never
cry
[Jacka:]
I,
only
move
weight
so
I
can
live
one
time
I'm
a
real
nigga
you
can
hear
it
in
my
rhymes
Today
I
opened
the
paper
Seen
about
5 of
my
niggas,
2 got
hit
with
a
kata
2 got
hit
with
a
nine
1 in
critical
condition
Plus
they
found
my
niggas
mama
on
the
shore
with
that
fish
That's
why
I
smoke
alot
bo
in
my
blunt
& I
Pull
the
ski
mask
down
hoppin'
out
the
suicides
I'm
on
a
suicide,
don't
really
care
if
I
die
Cause
so
many
of
my
niggas
done
died,
& it's
like
a
jungle
Sometimes
I
wonder
how
I
keep
from
going
under
Plus
these
motherfuckers
keep
stealing
my
bundle
But
I'm
a
nutso,
from
west
so
you
must
know
Catch
me
in
a
Marauder
with
your
baby
mama
I'm
a
baby
gorilla
got
banana
clips
for
the
drama
Knock
a
nigga
off
then
feed
him
to
the
piranhas
Gotta
be
around
for
when
my
son
come
out
my
baby
mama
Can
you
put
2 kicks,
A
half
a
tick
& bury
the
box
Man
my
life
ain't
no
walk
in
the
park
I
spent
many
nights
alone,
in
the
cold,
lost
in
the
dark
Me
& my
sister,
nothin'
but
death
can
break
us
apart
Inside
I'm
superman
ain't
nothing
breaking
this
heart
Yeah
mama
ain't
raised
no
punk,
taught
me
the
basics
Never
graze
shit,
whenever
it's
funk
Taught
me
to
reign
shit,
take
shit,
whenever
I
want
And
if
a
nigga
like
"whassup?",
then
leave
him
with
lumps
That's
exactly
what
I
do,
follow
my
mamas
rules
Of
e,
not
d,
cause
that's
what
my
mama
use
I'm
thuggin'
dude,
I
drug
abuse,
look
at
me
I'm
from
the
gutter
why
the
fuck
should
I
be
happy?
My
hair
nappy,
plus
I
grew
up
broke
And
I'm
still
living
broke,
what
I
grow
up
for?
I
wish
they
never
had
me
shoulda
let
me
go
If
you
feelin'
how
I'm
feelin'
yo
let
me
know
Might
twist
up
some
rope
& just
let
me
blow
Rob
make
the
beat
hot
& just
let
me
flow
The
dope
I
chase
the
hood
boys
know
my
face
I'm
running
stuck
in
place,
man
there's
no
escape
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