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Yeah |
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Know what I'm sayin' Premo' |
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Tell these niggas about my life know what I mean |
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It's been a crazy' crazy journey for me' know what I mean |
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I spend my days in a steel cage |
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Where brothers feel rage |
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And get real with razor blades |
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In I'll ways so when my cell close |
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My brain cells expose |
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And my pen excels to a part of hell froze |
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Inside of me was tellin' me to stay out |
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Reality was tellin' me that if I find a way out |
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I had to stay out |
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Plans I had to lay out |
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In order to elevate from my identity |
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Mentally accelerate |
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I seen a lot of men break down |
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Being an inmate |
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Now I realize I couldn't make the same mistakes |
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It was real being concealed in steel gates |
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Where brothers who feel hate against a another race |
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Which only indicates a snake mentality |
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These are my days of reality |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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My heart's still home in the streets |
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It's a damn shame |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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But niggas stay strapped in the hood |
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It's a damn shame |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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My heart's still home in the streets they still callin' |
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It's a damn shame |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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But niggas stay strapped in the hood |
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It's a damn shame |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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My heart's still home in the streets |
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Often I think of my people the board denied they freedom' a mirage |
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Disappearing before our eyes |
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We were born to strife |
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Now living in courts decide |
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Missing their children we can feel it when our mommas cry |
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We was hustlin' but would the jury find me guilty? |
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They seen us strugglin' |
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Doing what we have to do to ease the sufferin' |
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We know it's wrong but so was havin' us freezin' |
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Left the stove on wearing our sneakers until the soles are gone |
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We constantly holdin' on' being broke |
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And hopin our phone is our only escape |
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And when our favorite TV shows is on shots ringin' echo in the ear before the cops came kids was everywhere |
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And women cryin niggas going to jail |
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A mothers eyes fill with tears as she nears |
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Realizing he's surviving she exhales like Angela Bassett |
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I'm a poet amongst slums' crimes' and crack addicts |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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My heart's still home in the streets |
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It's a damn shame |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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But niggas stay strapped in the hood |
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It's a damn shame |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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My heart's still home in the streets they still callin' |
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It's a damn shame |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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But niggas stay strapped in the hood |
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It's a damn shame |
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The streets is a dirty game |
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My heart's still home in the streets |
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I live a lonely existence |
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Lately I've become a mathematician |
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As I divide my friends with phony niggas I confide in God |
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As for sins may he forgive 'em |
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If you have dreams they can be achieved never give up |
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Look at me once a convicted felon |
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Once addicted to sellin' |
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The substance which corrupted many men in my era |
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I stood in awe at the dope fiends |
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Drove by those caught in the coke game |
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Some proper some locked up some sold claim |
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The main team wanted the shine |
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Streets so alive I felt the air breathe |
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Not only did I misplace time |
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I could remember as an inmate |
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At midstate I stayed in the law library |
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Some chose to lift weight' fine |
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As if they content with they time |
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They strip us at the visit |
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Limit our education |
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Ridicule us niggas |
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Modern enslavement |
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Even though I'm out of the cages |
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I'm the voice of the soldier in the yard with the banger |
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