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"Stuntin Like My Daddy" is a track by Ghais Guevara, from the album May Ur Melanin Shield U From Ragnarok, released 15th December 2020. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Verse 1] Heard you sayin' that we argue too much I hope we never face the day that we don’t argue enough The broke and brittle separate mattresses regrettin' decisions Legal bind by baby boy that isn’t gettin' attention Does it count as forever if it’s halted by death How many anniversaries before we don’t share a breath? How many couples have we witnessed with happily ever after? Black love caused murder back in previous chapters I know North Philly niggas, raised by North Philly dawgs Who ain’t teach em bout the heart 'cause they ain’t know where to start We was stunted and stagnant thru the objectification Lack of sensitivity passed down thru each generation The type of shit that can't be fixed by voters and registrations The savants foiled by inclination, Black Ixion It’s a bomb In every man Acknowledge it?, they refuse It’s almost like her purpose is to get it defused [Chorus] And I Put it on my set I can't sleep, can’t rest Knowin' 'bout your ills, how they treat you less With these hands I swear They can’t take you there Ran thru battle like Fingers thru my hair Put it on my set I can't sleep, can’t rest Knowin 'bout your ills, how they treat you less With these hands I swear They can’t take you there Ran thru battle like Fingers thru my, uh [Verse 2] Fire with fire against liars and gas lighters It don’t matter if you grew It shoulda never transpired And there’s no purifyin' lucky if you pacify it It could turn the baddest bitch into, Valerie Solanas I’m a North Philly nigga, grew with North Philly dawgs Tryna find my place in the world when I was fallin' in love Ain’t no teacher like agony, ain’t no father like time Unaware of the minefield, when I told you be mines The relics of our wars was passed throughout generations The type of shit that can’t be fixed thru voters and registrations And when you hear that click, you know it’s no way out Unless I lose what I hold dear, I don’t like that route So I took that blow, and you felt that blast And got torn by the shrapnel of the dangerous past But if we patch this up, we could make this last And, cease this inherited wrath, uh [Chorus] And I Put it on my set I can't sleep, can’t rest Knowin' 'bout your ills, how they treat you less With these hands I swear They can’t take you there Ran thru battle like Fingers thru my hair Put it on my set I can't sleep, can’t rest Knowin 'bout your ills, how they treat you less With these hands I swear They can’t take you there Ran thru battle like Fingers thru my hair
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