Beau

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Nerve - Rap, Aussie Hip-Hop

Beau

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[Verse 1] 27th of December, back in '96 Mom's gone for a checkup, she's expectin' twins Dad kicking in the park with my bigger sis Till he gets that one phone call, like *Ringtone* Yeah, that's the doctor's assistant, he's saying "what's the condition?" We know there's two hearts in there but only one of 'em's tickin' She's already lost one, no more waitin' around Get it done, get it done! Get him out, get him out! C-section, post-natal depression We got one; that's a blessing, the other one went to heaven And every time you think you winning you get pulled back quick Like, 'what the fuck is God doing, tryna pull that shit? But stay strong Mama, Mama, I was too young to figure Kept me growing healthy while my brothers spirit ridin' with ya What did they tell my sister? She's only one-and-a-half Baby bother just passed, can't be stuck in the past You gotta live with it, paint that smile on Mama kept us healthy, but she cryin' when them lights off Sleeping in a bunk bed, the only one in it Now I'm livin' life for two, 'cause I'm the only one living, ah That's why time, I never waste it, never sit around complaining In and out, 9-5, get it done, never ever on the same shit They want me to do the same shit, acting dumb and getting wasted I'ma serve a higher purpose on this Earth, that's why I'ma try to change it I got love for my people, we all love, we all equal I don't mess with no evil puppets, they all fake, they're deceitful Acting nice when they meet you, month later they need you We ain't on the same level, never ever ever, I do not see you [Chorus] All smiles, pearly whites, that's a given Lot of people all around, but how many of 'em living? Wake up, do the do, then go back to bed Work till you die, buddy, cop a job to the head like All smiles, pearly whites, that's a given Lot of people all around, but how many of 'em living? Wake up, do the do, then go back to bed Work till you die, buddy, cop a— [Verse 2] Uh I'm busy tryna make Mama proud, she helped me up, so I hold her down Work my brain to the fucking ground, so one day I'll have it all nutted out Me and my crew, we don't muck about, get it done, get it down Get respect, don't do nothing for clout, if it ain't love then I'm out If it ain't love then it's everything else, money, money, money, that isn't wealth Get the cash, get the cash! Then what? Sit at home by yourself? Don't get me wrong, I know money is freedom, but if you're strong enough, then you don't need it That be the reason I'm tryna get cheese in, just so that all of my crew can get eating [Outro] That's what I'm always saying like, make the most of your time. Love what you do, coulda been me that died in that womb, so why not try change lives? Don't do the same thing every day and complain about it. Don't get consumed. Don't get consumed

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