Group Home - Sun For A Reason Lyrics
Intro: lil dapStraight like that, I feel you like thatI hope you feel us like that (I feel you)Tear for the ghetto yall, group home 2000I feel you baby, imm let you knowHave me comin out my mother*****in character{lil dap}About 1972, when the lady took birthI searched the earth, just to see what it was worthMy buddha was strong, so you know I wont get cursedIm doing my thing, shining like martin luther kingAn angel with wings, know all about those diamond ringsIm livin proof, kickin the knowledge to the youthIm talkin to you, I used to be just like youI pity the fool, it havent about 12 past noonThe time was 1989 to exactLets take it back, now they shoot you up with prosackShit get real, livin in the battle fieldWith lifestyles and situations where people get killedCats get plunked, whats the deal?Streets are real, ghg and you cant see meSuccessfully, comin from the ghetto you see?Poppin with the flow, just to let the faggot niggas knowNow Im gonna go, live from the ghett-ioChorus 4x: lil dapReal like a mother*****er reign supremeOpen your eyes, check out my brand new team{lil dap}See lil dap represent brooklyn, new yorkSo kill all the talk, now watch all these niggas get offWe comin with force, puttin mad pressure on rapCuz these are the facts, knowin when battle niggas get slappedMy arms or my twos, mother*****ers think shit is coolCuz these are the rules, keep it tight with your crewSo when you chillin with your enemy out in the field,Nine times out of ten you have to pack some steelWhat the deal? a leader not a followerCheck my undertoe in the dome and suck that ass up yoSee I can win before I even tough mics you see?Warrios went first and go to war, watch the scoreFans yelling out for moreChorus 4x{black e-starr}Yo, you damn right Im real as ever, and black like a butter leatherIm *****in back, movin through your hovah my teamThe love is there, if you act up Ill back and then squeezeNuff shots ring out, so ***** speakin your cloutIm steppin out of proper, just to show you what Im aboutA real sheisty mutha*****er reppin ghgLike dru down, Im gangster pimpin tell ya heard to see meSo I can put her on the streets, and she can clock my gripAnd about twenties and honies, wrapped up in the mixAnd if the trick come up short imma bust her shit{kai-bee}Yo me and my niggas, click like nines and techsSo put us together, what you got? a bunch of threatsIm running with vests, so let me make this clearKai-bee and brainsick yeah we up in hereLivin our life, but son you only get to live onceSome wise guy told me how I got to stop smokin bluntsBut I told I cant, cuz la-la get me ampedThug like the champ, I aint got no time to lamp2000 is hear, look around the atmosphereMe and my team were sent here to reign supremeChorus 4xOutro: lil dapEast new yorkStraight like that, real like thatGroup home
