Music Song Lyrics

Chicken And Swine (feat. J Da Groove) Lyrics

f/ J Da Groova<br />
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<br />
<br />
J Da Groova<br />
<br />
Andy C on the track<br />
<br />
Crooked Lettaz,<br />
<br />
doing whateva<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
It's like this...<br />
<br />
coming outta Jacktown....<br />
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<br />
1st Verse<br />
<br />
(J Da Groova)<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(If I wanna free?) my mind<br />
<br />
I feel pain and stress<br />
<br />
accompanied by fear of falling, and war<br />
<br />
Gotta hold my breath<br />
<br />
and stay afloat<br />
<br />
What I wrote<br />
<br />
to complement what I feel<br />
<br />
But now my feelings turn to dust<br />
<br />
as I dictate what's real<br />
<br />
Now, all this shit people care about,<br />
<br />
that's made by man<br />
<br />
When all that shit's all gone<br />
<br />
There's nothing left in your hands<br />
<br />
I tried to crush pieces of coal into diamonds<br />
<br />
My timing<br />
<br />
was off, couldn't cope<br />
<br />
with what this life had brought<br />
<br />
But now I realize<br />
<br />
I have to let that bullshit cease<br />
<br />
If something good happens to me,<br />
<br />
it makes the bad increase<br />
<br />
Even unconsciously <br />
<br />
these frauds be hunting me<br />
<br />
in my dreams<br />
<br />
Teaching a lesson,<br />
<br />
that life ain't always what it seems<br />
<br />
Gotta keep these blessings<br />
<br />
At last,<br />
<br />
time is running out fast<br />
<br />
what the future holds<br />
<br />
always coincides with the past<br />
<br />
You never know the shit I'm feeling<br />
<br />
when I'm staring at the ceiling<br />
<br />
J Da Groova, Crooked Lettaz,<br />
<br />
doing mental cap peelings<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(chorus)<br />
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<br />
I remember WHEN<br />
<br />
remember then<br />
<br />
remember WHAT?<br />
<br />
remember WOODS<br />
<br />
in grandma house<br />
<br />
deep in the cut<br />
<br />
eating chicken and swine<br />
<br />
now I write dope rhymes<br />
<br />
good times <br />
<br />
is so hard to find<br />
<br />
It's on my mind<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(repeat)<br />
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2nd Verse<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(Kamikaze)<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
We the last line<br />
<br />
of defense<br />
<br />
That's why the South remain calm<br />
<br />
in all this nonsense<br />
<br />
They cloning sheep<br />
<br />
Next week,<br />
<br />
boi, they'll be cloning you<br />
<br />
Now while you steady claiming coasts<br />
<br />
with your silly crew<br />
<br />
I got stew<br />
<br />
and we be nuetral to your black and white<br />
<br />
So, we be ready<br />
<br />
when the folks come at us late at night<br />
<br />
To all you representing rappers <br />
<br />
up in low fatigues<br />
<br />
You keep it real <br />
<br />
but them woods<br />
<br />
keep it out your league<br />
<br />
They got a freeze on your money<br />
<br />
but you ain't gon' want it<br />
<br />
cuz there's a concentration camp<br />
<br />
with your name on it<br />
<br />
and, doggonit,<br />
<br />
they gonna get you with this devil tax<br />
<br />
They got your whole act on file at the (Equalfax???)<br />
<br />
I can't relax<br />
<br />
Mastercard say (they won't take cash?)<br />
<br />
I'm a ???????<br />
<br />
A mad dash up the charts<br />
<br />
won't even get you straight<br />
<br />
A platinum plate<br />
<br />
and some cake<br />
<br />
and you still paying late<br />
<br />
Your royalties<br />
<br />
is just like spoiled cheese<br />
<br />
on a platter<br />
<br />
by the time you see a cent<br />
<br />
boy, it won't even matter<br />
<br />
There's fatter rhymes<br />
<br />
and fatter beats<br />
<br />
Congressmen in seats<br />
<br />
Your little raps won't even last<br />
<br />
in this world of cheats<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(chorus 2x)<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
3rd verse<br />
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(david banner)<br />
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<br />
<br />
The sun shines<br />
<br />
on the South<br />
<br />
I'm ready to take my clique<br />
<br />
on this deathbed<br />
<br />
and (do this thing?) y'all killing me with<br />
<br />
The (design?)<br />
<br />
pierces my brain<br />
<br />
with this bullet from hell<br />
<br />
(the damn ride?), '99<br />
<br />
killed my cousin Michelle<br />
<br />
One wrong turn,<br />
<br />
her body fell<br />
<br />
25 feet<br />
<br />
Her skull split<br />
<br />
up into bits<br />
<br />
on the cold concrete<br />
<br />
And in the streets,<br />
<br />
little kids getting shot in the face<br />
<br />
ever since being housed,<br />
<br />
y'all in the wrong place<br />
<br />
And I know (this Coca Cola boils to crack?)<br />
<br />
Now a child got AIDS from being fucked from the back<br />
<br />
Y'all ask (if the?) struggle hit me<br />
<br />
If I'm here for the next verse, we all gon' see<br />
<br />
Put on &quot;Triggerman&quot;<br />
<br />
(death don't hurt?)<br />
<br />
Man, I got this gun from a smoker<br />
<br />
and the shit don't work<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(chorus 2x)