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Human (Outro) - Joell Ortiz/!llmind
F**k it
Had to talk my sh*t to y'all
Don't hate it or love it
Just respect it and be honored
That I'm standin' in your presence
It's the Yaowa
We ain't promised tomorrow
I grew up in a single household
My mama was father
My uncle was junkie
My cousin was a dickhead tryin' to punk me
My other cousin got bodied
'Cause of a stupid color
My projects is a live set
We shoot at each other
Some niggas is 'bout it
Some niggas is scared
But even the 'bout it niggas fear
The worry is shared
Vision blurry impaired
Pickin' up pace in the hood
And I hurry to where
Same corner store same faces in front of it
Same dice game same 40 and same blunt is lit
Same couple of schemes
To get a hundred quick
Some niggas is grimy
Scheme on who they runnin' with
But see I was smart I bought another clip
Never wait to get shot at to shoot
That's some dummy sh*t
It was just me no brothers or sis
No one to tell
I'm plummeted to a f**kin' abyss
Them ** dealers at my door again
My mom's meetin' 'em in the hall again
I swear when I grow up I'm killin' all of them
Man that shouldn't be your thoughts after 10
But that's the life that I was brought up in
I never had a choice
Walkin' through the livin' room
Hearin' my granny voice
Like Don't you be just like the rest of them
Your boy P-Nut umhmm they arrested him
But little Joell
He ain't let it get the best of him
F**k it
Had to talk my sh*t to y'all
Don't hate it or love it
I'm just human
I'm only human
I'm talkin' pre-music
Pre-money pre-fame pre-groupies
Just highwaters
Comin' out the snow
Peelin' your socks off yah
Freezin' just to find out there's no hot water
Man I had packed roaches
That couch is 20 years old
But it's the best sofa
Moms ain't cook yesterday so ain't no leftovers
Still every f**kin' Halloween
I would egg yolk yah
We lit the staircase up with cap gun revolvers
Playin' cops and robbers
Funny I'm lookin' back now
We all wanted to be robbers
We didn't respect the coppers
We used to go up to the roof
And throw rocks at the choppers
Fast forward I'm at the table
The rock gettin' chopped up
That Reebok sneaker box
Is startin' to get guapped up
Your jewelry and clothes
That's startin' to pop up
I'm a teenager now much more than a monster
I stole a Hyundai Elantra
And crashed it into a Honda
I'm in the backway with a bird
And I'm standin' behind her
I remember that first feeling
Remember that first feeling
No condom I was illin'
Dead a**
Young dumb with a gun
And just feining to turn you to a dead a**
I remember that night
I borrowed my ni**a Fred's mask
And they found son in the street
Nobody know what happened but
Yeah I still jump out of my sleep
Let me leave that right there
Before I incriminate myself
Behind this beat
My life ain't sweet
It's sort of like finders keepers
And you'll be surprised
By some of the sh*t these finders keep
Keep I can no longer do
I can't keep this all to myself
I must give some to you
Before music the only check
I got was summer youth
Yeah I'm a rapper but I'm still
I'm still one of you
Human
