I Was Placed Here Lyrics
| Song | I Was Placed Here |
| Artist | Fiend |
| Album | Street Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fiend, Holloway | |
| (feat. Holloway of Ghetto Commision) | |
| (Holloway) | |
| As I slide into this gangsta track, I lost so many | |
| gangstas to this game of crack | |
| My entourage is camouflage | |
| And niggas hollering gangsta that | |
| Gangsta this | |
| But you ain't no motherfuckin gangsta bitch | |
| I doubt you ever rocked an ounce, and bouncers had to | |
| bang a bitch | |
| Im dangerous | |
| Not by my choice, but by my lifestyle | |
| My lifestyle was quite wild, I hustled as a juvenile | |
| And ran the streets with thuggish niggas, Packin | |
| plenty heat | |
| Riding like dirty coroners, niggas like that keep me | |
| on my feet | |
| My little cousin doin life with no parole,cause he had | |
| to peel this nigga ( kill this nigga) | |
| Realest nigga, I hope you niggas feel me nigga | |
| Fuck doin bad and fuck being on my ass | |
| And fuck being that nigga screaming "fuck dawg I wish | |
| I had" | |
| I'm bout that dollars, to them bitches that want to | |
| holla holla | |
| Me and that nigga Fiend, ain't giving up nothing for | |
| them punks to swollow | |
| I ain't gone lie, its a beautiful thing to be a rich | |
| man | |
| But peep game, the way I had to get it was a bitch man | |
| (chorus) | |
| Where do I belong | |
| Is this world my home | |
| Where do I belong | |
| Is this world my home | |
| (Fiend) | |
| Yo, I was tried dawg in the ghetto, told to survive | |
| the best way I can | |
| How these young black males, gone teach theyself to be | |
| a man | |
| I heard my God was killed by the clan | |
| What? that ain't in my plan | |
| I'll be damned if they gone stop us praying | |
| Look I spoke to let my inner thoughts get carried away | |
| Every child thats born, somebody got buried that day | |
| Holloway dog, if I ain't really know no better | |
| I swear my life was measured, and its slowly getting | |
| severed | |
| And it feels like " I don't even know my life no more, | |
| so when I live like, I don't know right no more" | |
| My brother Kevin told me to protect your mama | |
| Or either dog purgatory is where they'll never find ya | |
| I got scraps and bruises, and my eyes are plenty damp | |
| >From the unsincere to near my real camp | |
| I am disgusted,get ready to say fuck it | |
| You know what partner, go head and turn around this | |
| Cutlass | |
| (Fiend talking) | |
| Watch the curb nigga | |
| Man what the..Hollow man what the fuck you doin? | |
| (Holloway) | |
| Nigga you wanted me to turn the motherfuckin car | |
| around, I'm turning this bich around | |
| Now what you gone do nigga? | |
| (Fiend) | |
| So, so you think I told you to turn this motherfucker | |
| around for nothin | |
| (Holloway) | |
| Nigga handle your business | |
| (Fiend) | |
| Unlock the door | |
| (Holloway) | |
| Lets do it |
| zuo ci : Fiend, Holloway | |
| feat. Holloway of Ghetto Commision | |
| Holloway | |
| As I slide into this gangsta track, I lost so many | |
| gangstas to this game of crack | |
| My entourage is camouflage | |
| And niggas hollering gangsta that | |
| Gangsta this | |
| But you ain' t no motherfuckin gangsta bitch | |
| I doubt you ever rocked an ounce, and bouncers had to | |
| bang a bitch | |
| Im dangerous | |
| Not by my choice, but by my lifestyle | |
| My lifestyle was quite wild, I hustled as a juvenile | |
| And ran the streets with thuggish niggas, Packin | |
| plenty heat | |
| Riding like dirty coroners, niggas like that keep me | |
| on my feet | |
| My little cousin doin life with no parole, cause he had | |
| to peel this nigga kill this nigga | |
| Realest nigga, I hope you niggas feel me nigga | |
| Fuck doin bad and fuck being on my ass | |
| And fuck being that nigga screaming " fuck dawg I wish | |
| I had" | |
| I' m bout that dollars, to them bitches that want to | |
| holla holla | |
| Me and that nigga Fiend, ain' t giving up nothing for | |
| them punks to swollow | |
| I ain' t gone lie, its a beautiful thing to be a rich | |
| man | |
| But peep game, the way I had to get it was a bitch man | |
| chorus | |
| Where do I belong | |
| Is this world my home | |
| Where do I belong | |
| Is this world my home | |
| Fiend | |
| Yo, I was tried dawg in the ghetto, told to survive | |
| the best way I can | |
| How these young black males, gone teach theyself to be | |
| a man | |
| I heard my God was killed by the clan | |
| What? that ain' t in my plan | |
| I' ll be damned if they gone stop us praying | |
| Look I spoke to let my inner thoughts get carried away | |
| Every child thats born, somebody got buried that day | |
| Holloway dog, if I ain' t really know no better | |
| I swear my life was measured, and its slowly getting | |
| severed | |
| And it feels like " I don' t even know my life no more, | |
| so when I live like, I don' t know right no more" | |
| My brother Kevin told me to protect your mama | |
| Or either dog purgatory is where they' ll never find ya | |
| I got scraps and bruises, and my eyes are plenty damp | |
| From the unsincere to near my real camp | |
| I am disgusted, get ready to say fuck it | |
| You know what partner, go head and turn around this | |
| Cutlass | |
| Fiend talking | |
| Watch the curb nigga | |
| Man what the.. Hollow man what the fuck you doin? | |
| Holloway | |
| Nigga you wanted me to turn the motherfuckin car | |
| around, I' m turning this bich around | |
| Now what you gone do nigga? | |
| Fiend | |
| So, so you think I told you to turn this motherfucker | |
| around for nothin | |
| Holloway | |
| Nigga handle your business | |
| Fiend | |
| Unlock the door | |
| Holloway | |
| Lets do it |
| zuò cí : Fiend, Holloway | |
| feat. Holloway of Ghetto Commision | |
| Holloway | |
| As I slide into this gangsta track, I lost so many | |
| gangstas to this game of crack | |
| My entourage is camouflage | |
| And niggas hollering gangsta that | |
| Gangsta this | |
| But you ain' t no motherfuckin gangsta bitch | |
| I doubt you ever rocked an ounce, and bouncers had to | |
| bang a bitch | |
| Im dangerous | |
| Not by my choice, but by my lifestyle | |
| My lifestyle was quite wild, I hustled as a juvenile | |
| And ran the streets with thuggish niggas, Packin | |
| plenty heat | |
| Riding like dirty coroners, niggas like that keep me | |
| on my feet | |
| My little cousin doin life with no parole, cause he had | |
| to peel this nigga kill this nigga | |
| Realest nigga, I hope you niggas feel me nigga | |
| Fuck doin bad and fuck being on my ass | |
| And fuck being that nigga screaming " fuck dawg I wish | |
| I had" | |
| I' m bout that dollars, to them bitches that want to | |
| holla holla | |
| Me and that nigga Fiend, ain' t giving up nothing for | |
| them punks to swollow | |
| I ain' t gone lie, its a beautiful thing to be a rich | |
| man | |
| But peep game, the way I had to get it was a bitch man | |
| chorus | |
| Where do I belong | |
| Is this world my home | |
| Where do I belong | |
| Is this world my home | |
| Fiend | |
| Yo, I was tried dawg in the ghetto, told to survive | |
| the best way I can | |
| How these young black males, gone teach theyself to be | |
| a man | |
| I heard my God was killed by the clan | |
| What? that ain' t in my plan | |
| I' ll be damned if they gone stop us praying | |
| Look I spoke to let my inner thoughts get carried away | |
| Every child thats born, somebody got buried that day | |
| Holloway dog, if I ain' t really know no better | |
| I swear my life was measured, and its slowly getting | |
| severed | |
| And it feels like " I don' t even know my life no more, | |
| so when I live like, I don' t know right no more" | |
| My brother Kevin told me to protect your mama | |
| Or either dog purgatory is where they' ll never find ya | |
| I got scraps and bruises, and my eyes are plenty damp | |
| From the unsincere to near my real camp | |
| I am disgusted, get ready to say fuck it | |
| You know what partner, go head and turn around this | |
| Cutlass | |
| Fiend talking | |
| Watch the curb nigga | |
| Man what the.. Hollow man what the fuck you doin? | |
| Holloway | |
| Nigga you wanted me to turn the motherfuckin car | |
| around, I' m turning this bich around | |
| Now what you gone do nigga? | |
| Fiend | |
| So, so you think I told you to turn this motherfucker | |
| around for nothin | |
| Holloway | |
| Nigga handle your business | |
| Fiend | |
| Unlock the door | |
| Holloway | |
| Lets do it |
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