Sacrifice lyrics

by

Guru


[Intro: Melachi the Nutcracker]
Yo! This is the mighty Nutcracker, no doubt
Check it out
It is OK that we make mistakes
No one on this level is perfect
It is OK to cry and make mistakes
That is part of bein of a human being
We must sacrifice for the best and the best is yet to come
So everyone who doubted me
I'm just sayin: f*ck you!

[Scratches]
Our society is f*cked up
They're f*ckin our brothas
This is-s-s, this is white society
They have a problem with us, uh
This sh*t ain't by no goddamn accident
This sh*t wears n*ggas out too hard
This sh*t was created for us
This sh*t was created to make n*ggas tweak
It must be something in the, the n*gga blood or something
This sh*t, these ni-ni-n*ggas, ni-ni-n*ggas

[Verse 1: Absaloot]
Ayo, the crooks be crooks and the sunz be sons
May the biggest man be the man with the biggest guns
To elevate my mindstate, and take the weight
c*ck back two gats, it's power moves to make
I sacrifice the lifestyle, that I'm livin
For all the real sh*t and drama that been givin
For years, I never faked jax with fear
Step to my missions, man to man, act my own age
One for one, go for yours, blow for blow
All out schemes to see the big doe
Yo, I sacrifice my lifestyle, man
Word up, yo, uh
[Verse 2: Melachi the Nutcracker]
Here's a lesson from God, show 'em how we roll hard
This life I must sacrifice with the death squad
It's all about yo gettin mines no f*ckin' doubt
And all y'all fake f*ckin n*ggas need to break out
Word up, yo, I kill you in a battle
Deadly like a rattlesnake
But I don't rattle
Here's a saddle for the ride of ya life
And if you don't know me, I think you better think twice
You better step or check for someone else
When you step in my trap, you wreck yourself
Here's the wealth, good health and the money
You funny, like that f*ckin dummy Bugs Bunny
Feel my wrath, here's my ass in the cold draft
Cause I love to blast, and I love to crash
Everyday we do it around my way
Have no time to play, I just fade away
I sacrifice my lifestyle

[Scratches]
Hey, you can't change everything
That's goin' on, you know I
Hope y'all don't let TV take over your minds
Le-learn and think for yourself
[Verse 3: Absaloot]
Ain't nothing sweet, you and death'll meet
f*ckin with the streets, sh*t's real
We know the deal so we pack steel
We be the individuals livin relentless
Packin automatic weapons and bullet proof vests
Me and my crew got to live & prove
Livin Proof- so I choose not to fake moves
I make moves and break rules if I have to
No dough, so I got the gat pointed at you
By any means I'm out for cream
And willin to do sticks, catch vicks
Because I'm on some trife sh*t
Yo, I sacrifice my lifestyle man, wordup

[Outro: Absaloot]
The absolute Nutcracker
The boogie-woogie body snatchas
Yea, to my n*gga Deputy
Getting that paper, know what I'm sayin?
My n*gga Headquarters
Smiley the Ghetto Child
Brainsick Mob, A Mob, yo, yeah, uh
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