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Makes No Difference
03:57
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First Verse:
My own father died when I was 6,
now how the hell you tell, "be ok with this...."
I don't get most cats, they claim that they so bad,
but know that those can't even go back
and tell you the truth, I stand alone,
to hell with it dude, on this microphone
I'll show you my story and it ain't boring
It's full of sorrows as the pain keeps poring.
And it's a shame that I was shorting myself,
to the people that would hurt me and give me no help,
so I learned to walk on strides and live my life,
without their lies, thieves with knives,
killing me with deceptive eyes,
decrypt and realize, this is the real life,
you gots to walk hard or gets to steppin,
you go Stark cause niggas be checkin'.
What you expectin'? The ABC's?
You need to know....
Hook:
Makes no difference who you are...
Life's so unfair,
Makes no difference who you are...
It won't matter and she won't ever care,
Makes no difference who you are...
Life's so unfair,
Makes no difference who you are...
It won't matter and she won't ever care.
Second Verse:
Poor single mother, four sisters, one brother,
no others, unfair schematic, child molestation,
crack addicts, wild contemplation,
death is easy, but you can't have it.
First man, next man, then the next one
is sleeping with my mom, son.
But I wasn't their son,
men for rent, but no Dads,
just sex for this chick,
she was alone, I get this,
I don't blame her, I can't say she was wrong,
I love her cause when broken, she was still strong,
but poverty was her calamity,
but it's learned from her family,
this is my reality, no excuses, just clarity....
Cuts:
Blind justice, never trust,
yo', we one and the same.
Hook:
Makes no difference who you are...
Life's so unfair,
Makes no difference who you are...
It won't matter and she won't ever care,
Makes no difference who you are...
Life's so unfair,
Makes no difference who you are...
It won't matter and she won't ever care.
Third Verse:
Life is tough son,
She'll eat you up and spit you out
She'll use you and not care how
it scared your soul,
25 years old and I feel so cold,
cause you'll never really know
the blow on this flesh and bones,
but God was on my side, cause I survived,
but I barely made it out alive,
"sea la vie", follow me,
but don't ever tell me so easily, "such is life...."
I can say, cause it's my pain and my strife, but it...
Hook:
Makes no difference who you are...
Life's so unfair,
Makes no difference who you are...
It won't matter and she won't ever care,
Makes no difference who you are...
Life's so unfair,
Makes no difference who you are...
It won't matter and she won't ever care.
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Mista Min:
Gentle letters collage, fragments from your entourage,
suckers dodge, bullets to save themselves,
helpless, they rappel, down a path of shadows,
without guides, lie down and wait,
while perps meditate,
to steal my soul and quench for blood,
thieves kill cause their thugs,
but my corpse won't be hugged by a medic,
Rhetoric detail, clean up the streets while it hails,
fire and brimstone, end of days; sing homes,
how y'all be the next ones that diss son's....
So what, you call yourself god? I know God,
but you don't know Me, see that?!
So stop beggin' for a bone, if you'd work you'd eat,
but you stay at home,
you never grow up, you blame it on luck,
you throw out your life, cause you've always had a crutch.
Hook:
We go hard, and we don't stop,
they want to hate us cause we rock the spot,
If you wanna step up, then come on pop,
We'll knock you down son, cause this our block
We go hard, and we don't stop,
they want to hate us cause we rock the spot,
If you wanna step up, then come on pop,
We'll knock you down son, cause this our block
Zaya:
Why you trippin'? I can see through you,
you know we got the good to out do you.
You gone baby, my block on lock.
Leave you laid out, while we go straight to the top.
Bottom of the 9th is on,
game's almost over, hear my righteous song,
You don't wanna get to the point where your rights are gone,
So I'm telling your right now the fight is on.
The battle is yours, it's no one else's,
Don't try to go to war with a sword that's broken,
You don't even know, but your life was stolen,
cause you chose yourself, it'll leave you black and swollen.
We shine, pimp, cause we stay on the grind,
Your mind's limp, ain't nothin' like mine,
You walk away and live your life by the 9,
I stand strong and let Christ define.
Hook:
We go hard, and we don't stop,
they want to hate us cause we rock the spot,
If you wanna step up, then come on pop,
We'll knock you down son, cause this our block
We go hard, and we don't stop,
they want to hate us cause we rock the spot,
If you wanna step up, then come on pop,
We'll knock you down son, cause this our block
produKt:
Strike the shepherd the sheep scatter
The flock. The leper and the meek matter.
The rock, rejected has become the cornerstone
Shocked at the outcome when ya heard the trial.
Mocked with a crown of thorns, turn the dial.
Welcome to our block where Christ is king.
With myriads of angels the righteous sing.
In joyful assembly. Got light to bring.
Put it on a lampstand at night to be seen.
Welcome to our block where Jehovah reigns,
effects opposite of Novocaine to blow your brains.
Cryptic to those who don’t know the slang.
Outsiders sow disdain and reap what they sow, it’s so insane.
Welcome to our block where we kill them with kindness.
Where many are first and first go last.
Those with dry mouths thirst won’t last,
Living Water satisfies, the curse done passed.
Hook:
We go hard, and we don't stop,
they want to hate us cause we rock the spot,
If you wanna step up, then come on pop,
We'll knock you down son, cause this our block
We go hard, and we don't stop,
they want to hate us cause we rock the spot,
If you wanna step up, then come on pop,
We'll knock you down son, cause this our block
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produKt:
Can't help it, extinguish fire from the hell pit,
helter-skelter. Those with wealth get more,
Poor get less, versus cold as ice, you felt it.
Rhyme etiquette, smooth this velvet.
While I'm at it, I might as well get,
all you heads open. Spray verbal rounds,
shells hit the ground, crack the concrete.
Force undeniable, I'ma speak freely,
can't see me? I find weak links in the chain,
attack accordingly. Wack recordings be
open for target practice.
Hard hits eradicate wackness from the track list.
Meant not for he who can't hack this,
matchless across the atlas,
Backs twist, vertebraes pop
when you heard the way we drop,
third degree toxic shock syndrome,
for these sin-drones. Breaking bend bones
on the way to the in-zone, make way for these Min-tones.
SaulPaul:
A chain's only strong as the weakest link,
reigning long. What these leches think?
Hangin' on till we reach the brink,
We gainin' on them till we see them sink.
A chain's only strong as the weakest link,
reigning long. What these leches think?
Hangin' on till we reach the brink,
We gainin' on them till we see them sink.
Mista Min:
Diagrams reveal hidden pentagrams,
pushing 50 kilograms, looking for 50 killers.
Man's gets roasted, life of the once made,
but now ghosted. Come on now,
we be the 7 General's.
Telling cats about the heavens now.
Has been taken', how? By facing plow,
given by Four Horsemen, to destroy men,
for sports. Man, this is wacker than blood splatter.
Hear the mud chatter and mumble under it's breath,
and fumble under a test. Dues for duets
but dudes want us to do it, but we can't go through it,
for fear of God. See the tears of God
while you curse God. Now you get cursed dog;
selfish shellfish, in a sea of hungry predators.
See the dumb be editors for those that's waging war;
spoken to babblin' whores.
SaulPaul:
A chain's only strong as the weakest link,
reigning long. What these leches think?
Hangin' on till we reach the brink,
We gainin' on them till we see them sink.
A chain's only strong as the weakest link,
reigning long. What these leches think?
Hangin' on till we reach the brink,
We gainin' on them till we see them sink.
Zaya:
Snap, we really see where you at
when a chain goes crack.
All of your talk was wack you pack rat.
Just try and pack a gat if you come back.
The chain went broke so I see where your souls at.
Now don't be jumpin' on me, I don't care what you told me,
cause what you said didn't line up with your actions homie.
Hypocritical, finicky, reach my pinnacle, hittin me
with your low blows. Fed up with drama shows.
Your state of mind stay in binds,
your statin' crimes, paying fines with passed times,
you slap dimes. Destruct your own world, but I will stay in mine's,
Destruct your own world, but I will stay in mine.
SaulPaul:
A chain's only strong as the weakest link,
reigning long. What these leches think?
Hangin' on till we reach the brink,
We gainin' on them till we see them sink.
A chain's only strong as the weakest link,
reigning long. What these leches think?
Hangin' on till we reach the brink,
We gainin' on them till we see them sink.
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Little Brother
03:31
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Intro:
Little brother, little brother, I'm callin', you don't answer little brother
Little brother, little brother, little brother are you home little brother?
First Verse:
Born third, second male, these words, I gotta tell, it hurts you can't tell, we was jerks for real,
We worked hard for real, these bars are real, the stars can't heal, the supernovas never feel, what 's inside a mind,
I feel at times, insane a crime, has stained our time, and time goes by, and I realize
we never realized, we'd be penalized, these eyes inside, demonized, crystallized, never criticized though, but it's critical bro, spiritual yo, pinnacle code, a hymnal is sowed, a dimple is shown, the simplest home, stringent atone, fringing alone cause we miss you.
Hook:
Are you home little brother? Please answer the phone little brother…
Are you home little brother? I'm just trying to get at you little brother…
Are you home little brother? Please answer the phone little brother…
Are you home little brother? I'm just trying to get at you little brother…
Second Verse:
I wish that I could take it all back, I wish that I could change it to white from black,
but it'll never change, I wish it was rearranged, i feel it was deranged, and I am to blame, I ain't the same, but it's still the same and that's a shame, and that's my pain, so now I say
Come out to play, come out and stay, don't spout ok then go away,
Fly to the star, hope over the world and go hard, why not bombard the planets, go apes and bananas,
make them say damn'a them boys went far, eat mana and pray to God with entourage, kings from frogs, kissed by life, but she best think twice, the rest is right, we wrestling types, with reckoning might, we resting right, the rest is life,...
Little brother, little brother, little brother are you home? Little brother.
Hook:
Are you home little brother? Please answer the phone little brother...
Are you home little brother? I'm just trying to get at you little brother...
Are you home little brother? Please answer the phone little brother...
Are you home little brother? I'm just trying to get at you little brother...
Cuts:
Watch your brother start to get raw, hola at your boy!
Hook:
Are you home little brother? Please answer the phone little brother...
Are you home little brother? I'm just trying to get at you little brother...
Are you home little brother? Please answer the phone little brother...
Are you home little brother? I'm just trying to get at you little brother...
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6. |
Our Block Instrumental
04:18
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7. |
The Link Instrumental
03:37
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Mista Min Munich, Germany
From San Jaun, Puerto Rico to West Palm Beach, Florida to Austin, Texas and now in Munich, Germany, Mista Min has seen and witnessed so many amazing and like wise tragic events.
His goal via his music is to share them with you.
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