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(feat. Nas)[Chorus: singing] |
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There's a war in the streets tonight |
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And nobody's really feelin' alright |
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I got a blunt for my chronic, a juice for my tonic |
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I know now... |
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So I know we'll be alright[Saigon:] |
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When niggas tell you don't hurt nobody they being funny |
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When they say its |
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Saigon they mean its money |
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Ever since |
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I was little bitches say he a dummy |
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Because one year |
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I went to church and beat up the |
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Easter bunny |
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Everyday I thank god with silent pray |
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So he can help me resolve some of my violent ways |
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I was locked up for four hundred holidays |
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I was in the peezee when |
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I heard Easy |
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E and Dr. |
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DreWas in the pen for that bad boy death row thing |
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I was locked away when |
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Dre was crowned west coast king |
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I'm the thug these rappers trying to be |
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Lyrically |
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I'm a fuckin anomaly |
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You as much of a rapper as |
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Sean John and me |
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Matter of fact you an actor like |
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Sean Connery |
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I'm the nigga wit the rap sheet longer then your rap book |
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Hustlers got their chain snatched and they got their crack took[Chorus: singing] |
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There's a war in the streets tonight |
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And nobody's really feelin' alright |
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I got a blunt for a chronic, a juice for my tonic |
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I know now... |
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So I know we'll be alright[Nas:] |
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Yeah, Nine-four, |
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Destiny opens her eyes |
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For the first time, praise |
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God, baby mom's cryin' |
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Planned to be a strong black family |
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But we both were too young, too strung, too much flashin' |
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New come, |
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I caught verbal assassin runnin' with |
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Nothin' but the worst type, worst fight |
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But we brought my baby home the first night |
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Cursed like sailors, burst out the crib |
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Ragin' in my new car bought from entertainment |
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Champaign and gainin' clout fast, whiplash |
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Did this bitch just pass in the club pugged up, stupid ass |
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Grabbed her by the pony tail, "never disrespect me" |
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I'm a street vet, regret the sex, but not |
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DesiMoved back to your grandma, |
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I'm single, the land's mine |
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She keeps the |
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Benz, I'm all in the streets again |
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Squeezin' the pen, released again, chart toppers, |
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Hard-bottoms blessed the feet, now less baby mom's problems |
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New woman, she's great, this a different world, |
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Checkin' out my wife's chemistry with my little girl |
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It's so amazin' playin', life is so crazy |
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I've grown up the thankful for lessons |
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God gave me[Chorus: singing] |
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There's a war in the streets tonight |
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And nobody's really feelin' alright |
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I got a blunt for a chronic, a juice for my tonic |
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I know now that |
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I'm feelin' right if it goes down' |
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Cause my third eye sees the lowdown |
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And I know it's not my time to go now' |
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Cause God's got my back in this showdown |
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So I know we'll be alright |
