Текст песни Pointless Purposes - Ka-Flame

It's crazy how these nigga's killing each other
Going at each other beefing
Yall nigga's spose to be millionaires I mean
The fuck yall even start rapping for
Damn

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It was 1995 writing reciting my raps
Traumatic experiences in my life perhaps
Was provoking my dreams I had to focus my scheme
Recording songs daily on a karaoke machine
Fast forward 02' now my tapes on disc
When I first got a taste how they be hating and shit
They was making me mad but they wasn't making me quit
I perfected my craft and now I'm making them sick
Coming for this industry bitch you gone remember me
Rapper appetizers if you're asking what my dinners be
They ain't fucking with the flame you should feel the same
They was trying to stop my growth and I still became
Something greater and them haters couldn't stop it either
Yo favorite rapper all he rap about is popping heaters
Evaluate the music all you'll find is death
Me against the world at times I must remind myself like

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The last of a dying breed
Believe me I was raised in the 80's
At times I have to question how we made it
Raised by a single lady that's my mom
Lived in the slums
But gone and take a look at the king that I've become
This rap game's dumb
The fake seem to roam on top
You talk about some real shit your album known to flop
Roll thru the wrong hood then you're known to drop
It be the brokest motherfuckers swearing they own the block
You just on the block posted you don't own a thang
That's a spot you're making hot and where your homies hang
Cooking dope all day just to slang at night
Killing off your own kind taking aim on site
30 something years nigga still ain't changed his life
How you're 47 claiming you the gangster type
Wasting time I'm just grinding till my bank is right
Anxious writing songs at night had me up thinking like

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Like Twista said man this industry is panicking
I thought we got in this to get out of pistol handling
Tried showing love they ain't sending it back to me
Fuck you pay me my sentiments exactly

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Realest of the real nigga
Flame