Artist: P-Dash
Album:  Dying 4 a Living
Song:   Coming Out Da Sticks
Typed by: IAmPDash.com

Hook: I gots to tell you how it is when you just a little kid and you Coming Out Da Sticks
Now just because we in the WOODS don't mean niggas Ain't getting BRICKS
But since everybody BROKE they sent me to give ya'll a FIX
I'm just COMING OUT DA STICKS!

I gots to tell you how it is when you just a little kid and you Coming Out Da Sticks
Now just because we in the WOODS don't mean niggas Are getting BRICKS
But since everybody BROKE they sent me to give ya'll a FIX
I'm just COMING OUT DA STICKS!

Born in Manning, raised in Alcolu
They called me P-Nut, short skinny ass rapper dude…thought I ain't see much
Kept a witty ass attitude, but no special features
Walked some pretty fast miles in shoes…let me help you reach us
Lived in town with about 1000 dudes and 1000 preachers
Not on the map, but we stayed on the news…that's all they teach us
Thuggin or sports the only options to choose…for all us creatures
Or polishing tools, making up mu-sic in the bleachers
Chose the latter, since they say it's suppose to matter
If the goals you going after, take plenty practice to capture…I stepped my game up
But it was hard to climb the ladder and still avoid all the rapture
Especially when over half the people on the same stuff
There was a few that were quite different but you couldn't blame us
Wanted to grow up and be rich…while some others famous
These just the feelings that get when your town is nameless
And if you're somewhere in the Sticks you know this how the game is

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COMING OUT DA STICKS, where it ain't much opportunity
Just hopes and dreams or so it seems for things most never grew to see
They say we all had choices, but depending on what you choose to be
Teacher said I could be president…I told her that was news to me
See all I wanted was presidents, cuz I really didn't have none usually
A life of crime cost too much time so music, I pursued with ease
Rapping felt like Trapping, seems what happened when I would make a beat
Niggas called it DOPE, tell me give me that HEAT, I was pressing them NOTES, moving them KEYS
I swear no joke man, ain't no tease, ain't no fast lanes no H-O-V'S
Where the 8-0-3's in parentheses, people stuck in they ways and they tendencies
For a while had to leave, cuz what's meant for me I had to find it
Too easy to be close minded when you blinded by confinement
So much talent in Carolinas, only thing is you gotta find us
When you do you go stand behind us, don't fast forward just rewind us
On the real now let's be honest, it's our time and this is timeless
Just showing as I'm flowing and we growing cuz we grinding, listen

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17 years still it wasn't no relaxing
I signed up for a stay with Uncle Samuel L. Jackson
For 5 straight years man I was ready for that action
But all over my bread cuz my Uncle Sam was taxing
The whole mission at first was to go to school and stacking
But still making moves rapping, get out and don't come back in
But things don't always happen the way we want for us black men
The same is true today as it was for even back then…just facts friend
To all my hoods back in them woods I say bout time we came out
Who thought we could that ought we should touch down and turn the game out
Ain't trying to brag, just trying to use these tags to put our name out
Won't STOP until this DROP better ROLL and DRAG or put that FLAME out
See I don't need to brag to show my ass, or a weather forecast to throw my cash
Wasn't raised with a lot, but the little I had, still give it all back with the riddles and pads
If today is my last, I'm going out on a limb until I break it
COMING OUT DA STICKS, only one shot I got to take it

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