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Emilio Rojas
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Harsh Realities (167 Reprise)
[Emilio Rojas] Yeah, I saw a woman get hit on Amsterdam, she tryna to cop her some shit Right across from the barber shop, a car on top of her head That Columbian Presbyterian pronouncing her dead She died the first time that needle ever punctured her skin Now are we citizens or immigrants? They ain't fill they census in In the middle of criminals, hoping to get a legitimate business in No minimum wage, now they be giving them minimum sentences If they gonna live in a cage, well then they family gonna live better, shit Now my incentive is to keep my people wealthy Eating, organic, I keep my people healthy Leaky, Titanic, them freaky women love me Young Hispanics in galleries up in Chelsea Ah, what the fuck you mean I ain't nice? I'm lightning and striking twice, exciting as any vice ah I got you begging me for your life Until your knees looking like the fucking Passion of the Christ ah Where they be doubling bags half price Keeping an eye out for the vice or when the D's pass by Life a crap shoot, we rolling them stacked dice For bills that are past due, hoes that are stacked nice 'Cause we advocates, we savage, shit, Impalas always passing it Piojos always staggering 'cause you could get a bag for ten The high is now even if tomorrow cancerous Don't worry about the future when all that's holding is jowl or death We holding shallow breath, all of my people are looking at whips And chains like if that's success but they can't pass the test She 16 and showing ass and breasts 'cause mama said fuck a bachelor degree Go get a bachelorette and start a family, don't start a career, yeah That's the mentality for daughters up here yeah The latest block gossip, man, that's all that you hear Like, “Yo, who fucking who?!” and “Who about to get cheers?” It's all addictions and convictions and ritual superstitions Botanicas on the corner with rosaries in the windows Pastors don't give a shit about Jesus's crucifixion 'Cause they be getting they money from skimming out the collections Sinners with imperfections, agendas and hid intentions Bitches is whipping Benzes, we Section 8 on they rented Kids that ain't know they father, the odds have been stacked against us That's just the way that we living on 167th
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