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No More Heroes - 1996 Remaster

de Polo G

Uh, uh
Uh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
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I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with ‘Ks
Steppin’ through the fire with a lot of rage
I don’t care if he a minor, he a opp to gain
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All white 1s up on my feet, no we weren’t rockin' Js
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young on that street, throwing block parades

Ain’t had nothin’ till I tripled up, zero, zero, zero
We was young, and we ain’t give no fuck, we don’t need no heroes
He gon’ sleep good when we hit him up, he won’t need no pillow
Bunch of scars, but I'm still healin’ up, starin’ out my window
Shopping sprees for my stress, I went to Neiman Marcus
Put a bitch right to the test, she tryna be Mrs. Bartlet
Told her, Baby, I'm a thug, I can’t be your Clark Kent
Gettin’ too high off these drugs, I wonder where my heart went, uh

I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with ‘Ks
Steppin’ through the fire with a lot of rage
I don’t care if he a minor, he a opp to gain
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All white 1s up on my feet, no we weren’t rockin' Js
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young on that street, throwing block parades

When death spread just like Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
Everyone told me to leave you, but I still was there
Gon' provide for my people, till I get the chair
Told my guys, We're all equal, ain't shit to compare
Deep water, I dived in
Already OD'd off these drugs, I wanna die again
Remember late nights, early mornings, we was slidin', cure the violence
Please don't cross us on this side then, we was wildin', no

I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with ‘Ks
Steppin’ through the fire with a lot of rage
I don’t care if he a minor, he a opp to gain
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All white 1s up on my feet, no we weren’t rockin' Js
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young on that street, throwing block parades

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