ROTTIN RASKALZ

ROTTIN RASKALZ - Frustration lyrics

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[Chorus]

Frustration, how do I release the pain?

Frustration, got a brother goin' insane

Frustration, do what we must to maintain

Frustration, everybody feels the same

[Fam]

Where will I go, who will I see, what will I say

When and if I get to heaven or if I even go that way

I don't know

Who calls the shots?

Who says it starts and it stops?

What's what and what's not?

Not me, not you

Not I, not who

Not a member of the Double I crew

Take the second letter off frustration

And now I wanna fuss with everybody in the nation

Everybody feels the same

Puff izm, everybody's goin' insane

Racism, everybody feels the pain

But as for me

I do what I must to maintain

[Chorus]

[Chap]

Do I release, is there ever a time when I'm at my peace?

Be it West or East Coast, I devoted promotes

My life to hip hop for the heart provokes

The one that totes

Issuin heat, givin' they enemies a choke

We ain't a hate cult

We got love but hate for those who traumatize, sodomize

Crook-a-delics in disguise

I'm in a state of frustrate

Now I saw my friend

Ain't know when

Just say I'm goin' all out

Cos I ain't givin' in

To my frustration, with my frustration

To my frustration, with my....

[Chorus]

[?Fam?]

Frustration, how many ways does it hit us?

Racism, poverty and plenty brothaz put in prison

Real nigguz come from the dayz

Before the childhood of my grandpa

Despise another top of the boat for the blackness wanted

And crime across the nation

Parents basin'

Minds are wasted

Disgrace and temptation

No one's involved with education

The limits exceed to live longer than a life span

Man, you take out a chance

And advance from.....

[Chorus]

[Diesel]

Four twenty in the morning, I ain't gettin' no sleep

Go problems in my head and the shit is gettin' deep

How a nigga like me

Gonna make it as a rapper

Just a thief of da bricks

That been in and out the slammer

Now I gots to fit in with some type of role models

I used to sling coke out of glass and plastic bottles

Always had loot, off of robbin' other niggaz

These finger signin' autographs

Used to pullin' triggers

"Stay out of this shit" is what my niggaz keep yellin'

I ain't got no loot

So ain't no way in hell in tellin'

Waitin' on time gettin' touchy and shit

Even snappin' on some niggaz

And throwin' nervous fits

When I was a crook

I ain't had problems like this

Cos I was in it for self

An' I ain't really give a shit

[Chorus x2]

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