Jon Hope - Camp Street & Comstock (Prod. by Drum Gahd) lyrics

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Jon Hope - Camp Street & Comstock (Prod. by Drum Gahd) lyrics

Verse 1 I'm trying to avoid the cliches and the hoodrats I'm trying to avoid the goon n***as ‘cause they could blast And you ain't got the answers but I still ask ‘Cause all I do is question when the news flash Channel six at seven eight of my n***as gone Nine times out fo ten eleven year olds hear eulogies performed This a song to my city mentally absorbed Diamond in the rough between the Boston and New York I know it's hard for you to say it the ghetto's a mosaic When radio hear soul its hard for them to play it But i refuse So I make sure you taste every drop of my chin that I perfuse The shortest fuse about to blow and you ain't even know it Like me like me you ain't never seen a poet Guns and rose loves and foeses Make me skip past the hoeses and focus on my monies whats up Chorus On the corner of camp street and comstock n***as they chase dreams without socks Money and cars is what they love about you Of a million f**s i never gave one Rolling through dark nights with day ones Who the f** wanna die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture Batallions hmmmmm Verse 2 They whip it hard oohh they whip it harder Dollar signs is the motivation for farther Buy for one sell for two I know you got the props Joe but we gon' want it too Let me in Let me in These out of towners lookin' at me strange I'm the one that's standing out This normal sh** is weird Tears from a broken mother oh how I love her May my words forever heal rest in peace Young Shad Carry on tradition not asking for permisssion They love my metaphors so they marry every sentence I'm not ashamed of my home although A lot of s**as in my home they must go Take the sweet with the bitter I'm shaking hands with fiends, queens, kings, k**ers, dealers One more time take the sweet with the bitter I'm shaking hands with fiends, queens, kings, k**ers, dealers they all reside in Repeat Chorus Bridge Daddy ain't around and my mommy ain't at home but I got my Uncle RIPTA The devil is alive and he showing me the wrongs but I got my Uncle RIPTA These hard times make it hard to remain the same but I got my Uncle RIPTA Vagina on my mind I dont wanna be alone but I got my Uncle RIPTA