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(so you know there's a lotta darkness out here |
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We watch it all time |
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I'm busy looking at the darkness sayin |
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"damn, that's some darkness over there", you know? |
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Whatever |
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And we have responsibility to focus on it, sayin, you know |
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"y'all be cool") |
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(mh-mh-mh) |
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Ah yeah |
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Check it out, y'all |
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A little food for thought |
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For those in the ghetto |
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Actin wild, livin foul |
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Cause y'all think it's in style |
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Know what i'm sayin? |
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Now every neighborhood has a nice child |
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But because of the things around em they change up they whole lifestyle |
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I knew a kid with a little cash |
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He had a little gear, yo, his status was middle class |
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But girls used to say he was so chopped |
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And brothers around the way wasn't tryin to give him no props |
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He was quiet, he used to lounge and play the smooth role |
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Brothers tried to diss him, he ain't sweat it, it was cool though |
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Confidence is what the child lacked |
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He was tryin to scoop this girl he was sweatin since a while back |
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He asked honey to go with him |
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Since he didn't have a name, that bitch ain't give him no rhythm |
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Matter of fact, she made him feel low |
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She said she needed a man that was out there makin real dough |
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So it was a lot that he had to prove |
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So money said '**** it' and changed up his whole attitude |
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[ chorus ] |
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(time to get it) |
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Yo, y'all better chill |
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(time to clock bills) |
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(yo, y'all better chill |
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(hey yo, i wanna get ill) |
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Yo, y'all better chill |
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(so what's the mutha****in deal?) |
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Yo, y'all better chill |
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Now he had to make quick figures |
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So he started sellin drugs, because honey wanted a rich nigga |
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He was livin foul and then some |
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He started killin niggas and buildin figures for his income |
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He had the fat rides he drove around in |
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He was clockin dough, knockin hoes, money was loungin |
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And waitin for a nigga to test him |
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You know, play him, try to slay him, or disrespect him |
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Let some brother tried to riff with him |
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He wouldn't hesitate to pull out and let off his whole clip in em |
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He was wettin niggas like firemen |
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Shit, he was packin more iron than vitamins |
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Now the brothers seein mad money |
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And guess who pops up on the scene, yo, it's the bad honey |
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Now she's on the block hawkin |
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Before no words, now he can't get that bitch to stop talkin |
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He told her to cut the shit |
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He laid her, played her, told the hoe to suck his dick |
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He said he was only out to get money |
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So step the **** off, because paybacks is a bitch, honey |
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She only got what she deserved (word) |
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He kicked that stupid bitch to the curb |
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Cause man, he had his whole shit down |
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Cause the nigags who used to diss him was all on his dick now |
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Everything was how he imagined it |
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But word got out, and other dealers wasn't havin it |
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The hoe he dissed, snitched and told on him |
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So one day some fellas ran up and the rolled on him |
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Shot em up with blow-me-down |
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Cause if money wasn't catholic, he was holy now |
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He had it goin on and played the perfect role |
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But ask yourself a question: was it worth it though? |
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