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This for all my G's and my niggas that ride with me |
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Only God feel the pain and only he can really see |
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Through the eyes of a child |
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A baby born wild |
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Gangsta shit flow through his blood and no one had to show him how |
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Kill or be killed where I come from ain't no in between |
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Why trade the world just to be a dope fiend |
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Hoes have a child just to take a nigga change |
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Twelve years later he want to know his daddy name |
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Maximum security prison how we get to see |
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The only man resemble him and this shit here ain't on T.V. |
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Your favorite actor don't play this part |
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If you never live to sit you can't say his heart |
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You don't have to believe me (believe me) |
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Unless you want to believe me (believe me) |
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But it's real (It's so real) |
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It's all real |
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[Eightball] |
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Yeah |
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Little girl |
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So precious and innocent to the world |
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Get swallowed up and sucked up by this world |
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Little girl you hide your pain with all them games |
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Gettin' high and sellin' ya soul who can you blame |
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Nigga love you what do they love what you do |
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It's aiight boo I know you gotta get paid too |
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It's a long road |
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Full of ?? niggas and hoes |
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Gotta be strong |
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Cuz It's so easy for you to be gone |
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Not here no more |
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You not breathing so yo not here no more |
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You touch no more |
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You feel no more and you don't fear no more |
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Not here no more |
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I know you don't want to hear dis |
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But somebody got to tell ya some real shit |
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Not sugarcoated |
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Cuz where I come from shit ain't sweet |
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You got a choice and it ain't shit for you in them streets |
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Black women be a momma to ya little babies |
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Get on ya knees and pray to God things change daily |
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[MJG] |
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We ain't tryin to preach to ya |
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Just tryin' to reach to ya |
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See all of us are blessed with somethin' |
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But most of us don't take two seconds out of our days |
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to try to imagine somebosy elses hard times |
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Because ya too busy worried about cha own |
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If ya wanna know what real is |
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Real is experiencing good times and hardaches and being |
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able to balance them boats |
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But at the same time realizing that the world will continue to |
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spin with or without you |
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Lend me your ears, give me your spirit your conscience has to pay |
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attention to what I mention |
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I'm your eye opener the hope for the one to will never see the suburbs |
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And if good life is only the word |
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The phrase the life that somebody else is living |
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Although we human most of us continue to live in |
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In humane, dormanes whether pictures the same |
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Children being born using their mothers maiden name |
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We play the game of life but we don't all win |
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Most of us ride the bench until were called in |
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Struggling to get noticed in the side the one-sided |
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On nation under God so divided |
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Out of touch with each others cultural activities |
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If you don't know someone like me than how you feelin' me |
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MJG, the air we breathe makes us all related |
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So suck it up and realize it takes us all to make it |
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