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    "Constantly Dirty" Lyrics

    Tech N9ne

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    yeah man
    niggas think this is all peaches and creams
    its hard rite now man
    its the really shit
    me and my really dogs man, on this one

    Verse 1
    Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime
    So I'm on my own standin' strong
    Holdin' chrome, disrespect my villains
    Get'em gone, early mone, on the cone
    Getting' my hussle on
    I stays dirty, chippin, choppin', flippin birdies
    I'm pushin' 30, vision clear I'm neva blurry
    Plot and plan strategic mission I'm on my toes
    I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin' foes
    Lord knows, all the different situation trials and tribulation,
    Aggravations that a nigga's facing
    I get complacent, that's my ass I'm a memory
    They spillin' liquor on the curb when they mention me
    But ain't no fear in me, get it how you live
    That's if you hearin' me, then dug down and dig.
    Lace yo boots, man prepare for this struggle
    Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle.

    Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing
    I'm on my own, I was down and dirty when I was young
    But now I'm grown and I continue to struggle you heard me
    Me and my niggas in the coarse and we constantly dirty
    (Repeat 2x)

    Verse 2
    Nigga, I gotta pocket full g's I'm constantly
    Serving my Nina knock'em to they knees I'm constantly dirty
    Supervillian check my powers I get the early worm
    Chop with hoppers loose the kopper's with just a single turn
    True to life through the mic they got me telling stories
    With the fame and the lights I feed my territory
    Gutter living with precision them busters know they phoney
    Flipp my profit keep on rockin' it for my dead homies
    They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in mudd
    It's the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves
    Absolute with this power they call me realistic
    Savage with cabbage still coming up off that Vill living
    Giving my life to the night on the dirty
    All my might when it's right then we strike on'em early
    Twisted life living dirty, super savage I'm out to get that bread
    Gutter living that's my habit until they rest my head

    (Repeat 2x)

    Verse 3
    Which one of ya'll can I holla at when it's time for me to pay rent
    And who you think gone lone me money once my last is spent
    I got a even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in a pinch
    So I might just walk around with my jaws clinched like the Grench
    I'm headed for trouble cause I can't sit here and struggle
    How can I bubble if I don't get out and hustle?
    I'm in the wind put the spud on the muzzle
    Put on my hood and grab my gloves and my shovel
    Tie up my boots because the mud gets thick
    Then hit a lick so quick they think I love this shit
    Real life gutter living nigga coming straight from the brain
    Some handle the stress others break from the pain
    It's been fifteen of the damdest and ain't nothing changed but the weather
    Times are still getting harder and niggas can't stick together
    All thru my teens, twenty's seven when I'm thirty
    Txx Will a be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty

    (Repeat 2x)

    Verse 4
    Ain't nobody gave me nothin' but God
    He gave me talent these civilians
    Perpetrating a fraud, that point is valid
    Got niggas sayin' they made me
    The only thing that was made was music
    Cause nobody ever properly paid me
    Don't get it twisted that little money was appreciated
    It got me out there again glad that's alleviated
    But the nigga that say I didn't have a following before Mitchell Bade
    Hit the streets must be inebriated
    Soon as Mitch hit it hit because we some talented
    Mutha fuckers but they still talk shit
    Keep that shit low black, that shit be getting' back
    2 a nigga that will fight 4 you at the drop of a hat
    I tried to tell'em let me do this here
    They talkin' like they don't want Nina getting' thru this year
    I'm still strugglin' hard, how can niggas disregard I'm 30
    Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies
    I'm constantly dirty

    (Repeat 4x)
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Aaron Yates, M Whitebear, S Ashby, S Watson, W Oates, W Wilson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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