Tonart: D# minor•
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Verse 1
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I feel my
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pain like it was yours
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Crack addicts busting right
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through my doors
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Bleeding on my lawn, I'm destined to be great I
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swear gypsy can read it on my palm, tipsy
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I'm calm, then I blow up like
Vietnam bomb history
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but no drug abuse is beyond fifty
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twist me till I'm found dizzy
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Am I punished in my blood from all
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the pimps that birthed me?
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Even when I was broke,
I was wearing new kicks and jerseys
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I live amongst the sickest scurvy
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To this day, they can suck
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a dick this dirty
With symptoms of burning
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piss with pearly pus
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My words are just emotional
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Spoken from the bottom of the totem pole
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I gotta get it gripped like a
rope with an open hole
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It's chokable on a throat that hold
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a vocal tone
My niggas push code,
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but don't discuss it on the mobile phones
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This ain't for you to judge,
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but dirt surface like sewage floods
I need human hugs and back pats,
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pack ass, let's go rat tat
And if they cross your path,
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you'll laugh at a black cat
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Split pose and step on crack s,
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I tip toe to push my way in
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Through every zip code,
make sure all the weight I'm weighing gets soaked
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Where I'm from, time controls
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Where I'm from,
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time con trols everything
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time controls everything
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time con trols everything
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See, I remember when
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I first grew locks
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Shit was tight, roaches in my cereal box
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See we wasn't middle class,
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we were second to last
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Makin' payments on the bills,
keep the man off our ass
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Roll public transpost,
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see we never had cars
Kool -Aid, actin' mayonnaise jars
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Quick to take the bottles to the store,
candy galore
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It was me and my cousins,
I was one of four
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Right where we live,
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y right behind the projects
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Rode
Humpty bikes where we waved
at the hood rats
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Shanika an d
Em,
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Kim
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Double -dutched on the porch,
near the freaks and the pimps
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When I think about it, regulate
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on several attempts
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Bought the little nigga I was,
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y I wonder who's him
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Now I'm much older,
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the nights ain't much colder
Can't help but need a cat
and a chauffeur
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Need to fillet a blowdog with
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our face on the poster
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Give it up, cause it's over man
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Yeah, it's coming for real
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We gotta get that
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We gotta live it up
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Where I'm from, time keeps on slippin'
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From the slum, baby, for real, it's crazy
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We all strugglin', yeah
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This old man was kickin'
it with me, yo
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You're not a grown man yet, kiddo
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The sun shine the same time
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the rain wets ghettos
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Scott cry tears on my windowpane
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puffin' in the flame
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Keeps me a little sane
It holds a nigga down around walls,
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Peace cockin', knockin' down doors
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Down the streets where
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the priest often
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Rebuke the beast through tithes
and peace offerings
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It's gang graffiti on the back
Neighborhoods ran down
from the plaques
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And it hurts for young bloods
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with cracks in they shirt
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The older drug dealers pat him on
the back for they work
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They rather flip a bird than a burger
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My nigga got shot robbin'
a video store in
Daipur
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One of the newest whip,
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oldest champagne and highest floors
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The lowest taxes, vanity kilt,
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our sanity to grow as
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And
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Christians, hope you're listening
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May my mind be infected by
divine intervention
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Instead, it's all about hoes and wine
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in my system and head
Getting bread, president heads
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in my fist and wrist
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Listenin', I never had none
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Young girls pregnant with
babies who never had one
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Put them through death and it's crazy
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We never knew our dads,
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the blocks raised us
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Watch a scarred face feelin'
it when they caught gauges
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And they wonder why we die
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and lie in locked cages
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Unlocked chambers with hot bang, bang
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I'm a I'm a boy
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I'm boy, I'm bad
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