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J.C.P.S. Video (MV)




Performed By: Ace Lib
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Omarr Marrero




Ace Lib - J.C.P.S. Lyrics
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I never wanted this life for myself
Maybe I did a little
The enigma of it all, some how caught in a riddle
I was just a young boy blowing Nintendo cartridges
Never understanding the the philosophies of the Marcus Garveyses
Or the James Baldwins
We was was going all in
Getting thrown in that deep the way we learned how to swim
And some drown
And they get my condolences
Imagine crawling through the deserts picturing what an ocean is
I stood there emotionless, over T-Redd casket
Contemplating murder and the consequences of my action
The code I live by
Principles that I stand on
If you don't slide for ya niggas you'll prolly take the stand on em
Niggas ain't built like they thank they is
Couple niggas shoulda been dead but you can think my kids
Just tryna provide a better life for em
Read a story, say our prayers, kiss goodnight for em
When I walk in the booth it's like Kobe first steps in the Forum
I need that coop I only want my sons riding in foreigns
So I gotta go extra hard
If I ain't the next Nas I'll be the next Escabor
The flow is upper echelon
It don't matter what set I'm on
I'm the star in this movie and you getting ya extra on
This lil uzi get to spitting it ain't mumble rapping songs
Dogs we really wit the ra ra
Now we can build with dialogue or you meet Allah
The city like war zone
I gotta stay wit mine cuz I know you keeping yours on
I swear I'm so numb pain no need for cortisone
That nigga Lil Robbie got hit for a quarter zone
I prayed to God that he make through
I was there the same day to see him in the hospital
Like, like, the get back could be sweet
But look in his eyes said he just wanted peace
No ones really ever ready for eternal sleep
Got me thinking why what I want for my kids it ain't for me
Damn
What I put my momma through
I coulda been shot down in the street like I'm Amadu
Cuz I fit some description
That's probably vague
You ain't woke then you prolly a slave
Its hard to cope with the day to day
Shit
You ain't a real nigga cuz you dealt crack
Real niggas left the game and they ain't never looked back
I salute you
Don't glorify the shit I'm use to
It crucial
Let's teach our kids, make the kids to be better pupils
Yeah
Let's teach our kids, make the kids to be better pupils
The Lessons
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I never wanted this life for myself
Maybe I did a little
The enigma of it all, some how caught in a riddle
I was just a young boy blowing Nintendo cartridges
Never understanding the the philosophies of the Marcus Garveyses
Or the James Baldwins
We was was going all in
Getting thrown in that deep the way we learned how to swim
And some drown
And they get my condolences
Imagine crawling through the deserts picturing what an ocean is
I stood there emotionless, over T-Redd casket
Contemplating murder and the consequences of my action
The code I live by
Principles that I stand on
If you don't slide for ya niggas you'll prolly take the stand on em
Niggas ain't built like they thank they is
Couple niggas shoulda been dead but you can think my kids
Just tryna provide a better life for em
Read a story, say our prayers, kiss goodnight for em
When I walk in the booth it's like Kobe first steps in the Forum
I need that coop I only want my sons riding in foreigns
So I gotta go extra hard
If I ain't the next Nas I'll be the next Escabor
The flow is upper echelon
It don't matter what set I'm on
I'm the star in this movie and you getting ya extra on
This lil uzi get to spitting it ain't mumble rapping songs
Dogs we really wit the ra ra
Now we can build with dialogue or you meet Allah
The city like war zone
I gotta stay wit mine cuz I know you keeping yours on
I swear I'm so numb pain no need for cortisone
That nigga Lil Robbie got hit for a quarter zone
I prayed to God that he make through
I was there the same day to see him in the hospital
Like, like, the get back could be sweet
But look in his eyes said he just wanted peace
No ones really ever ready for eternal sleep
Got me thinking why what I want for my kids it ain't for me
Damn
What I put my momma through
I coulda been shot down in the street like I'm Amadu
Cuz I fit some description
That's probably vague
You ain't woke then you prolly a slave
Its hard to cope with the day to day
Shit
You ain't a real nigga cuz you dealt crack
Real niggas left the game and they ain't never looked back
I salute you
Don't glorify the shit I'm use to
It crucial
Let's teach our kids, make the kids to be better pupils
Yeah
Let's teach our kids, make the kids to be better pupils
The Lessons
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Writer: Omarr Marrero
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