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And my niggas say |
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We want the fame |
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C'mon |
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One thing we all adore |
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Something worth dying for |
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Nothing but pain |
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Stuck in this game |
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Searching for fortune and fame |
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The one thing we all adore |
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Something worth dying for |
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It's been nothing but pain |
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Stuck in this game |
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Searching for fortune |
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Though we exist and breathe |
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Some believe currency comes to G's |
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Stresses half the ghetto |
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With success comes greed |
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They got me hot |
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When they shot me |
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Plotted |
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My revenge |
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To increase my ends |
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Enemies gettin dropped |
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Win or lose |
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Red or blue |
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We must all stay true |
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Play the game nigga |
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Never let the game play you |
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And for the fame |
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Niggas change fast |
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That's a shame |
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What's the game |
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Lost souls |
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Who controls our brain |
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Who can I blame |
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The world seems strange at times |
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Somewhat insane |
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I'm hoping we can change with time |
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I'm living blinded |
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Searching for a violent curse |
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I know death follows me |
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But I murder him first |
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And worse yet |
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With each breathe |
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Steps I take |
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Breathless |
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Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish |
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Cigar ashes |
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Coaster |
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Crystal glasses |
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We mash on them jealous bastards |
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With a ski mask |
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I'm the first one to warn them |
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Blast it |
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Wrapped in plastic |
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Bullshitting got his ass hit outlaws |
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Ain't nothing left now |
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Treated like a stepchild |
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Was not for me |
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Nothing but busters and bitches f**k em all |
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Be rocking beats |
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Fake in fame |
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Block run and shoot slugs |
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We throw them back like hardballs |
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Without the gloves |
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No love for these fake desperados |
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And thugs I bleed to envy |
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Smoke and blow out they blunts |
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Sipping Henney drunk nights and hot days |
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Cocking my heat Shooting it sideways |
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A wife on the run full of common blunts |
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Unconditionally married to my gun fulfillin' my destiny |
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On knees and one's desires be pulling all my cabbage |
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Like priors stuck in the trance |
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Searching for something higher the fortune and fame |
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One thing we all adore |
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Something worth dying for |
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Nothing but pain |
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Stuck in this game |
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Searching for fortune and fame |
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The one thing we all adore |
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Something worth dying for |
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It's been nothing but pain |
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Stuck in this game |
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Searching for fortune and fame |
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Searching for fortune and fame |
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Lost in the rain |
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A lose of the game |
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With life the cost of the game |
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We forcing the change |
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Mother f**k flossing the chain |
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All the blame |
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Belongs to the part of the brain |
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That we never use nigga |
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Plus my heart is in pain |
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And if I ever lose homey |
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Bet I'm at it again |
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Outlaws don't die |
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So united we stand |
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And if family 'come a foe |
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All the fortune and fame |
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As I walk up in the crib |
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Laid to rest me head |
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Say some rhymes to angels |
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Hope they bless my bed |
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Hope they bless me the righteous way |
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Got a homie locked down |
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Outta town |
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I sent him a kite today |
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Man that hate in your heart |
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Your gotta cleanse it dog |
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Praying for my downfall |
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And I can sense it dog |
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I was passed down the street fame |
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Like glocks clocked |
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And keep aim |
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Was raised up with a clock box |
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And I ran with the local street gang |
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They say the light is faded |
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But still shine in the dark |
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You can easy been a man |
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But you is a boy in your heart |
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And that's some game that I got |
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From generation of game |
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In the road of life dog |
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We need to switch up lanes |
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Think about it |
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One thing we all adore |
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Something worth dying for |
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Nothing but pain |
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Stuck in this game |
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Searching for fortune and fame |
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The one thing we all adore |
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Something worth dying for |
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It's been nothing but pain |
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Stuck in this game |
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Searching for fortune and fame |
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I've seen my fair share of the fame |
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It won't change me |
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Now I've got this piece of change |
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I feel strange |
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I got so use to the hood |
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That when I finally got out |
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At first it ain't feel good |
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I was just a baby |
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Still retarded from slavery |
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When we struggle to shovel shit |
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Ain't nobody saved me |
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Ghetto ain't made me |
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I made myself |
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Poverty raised me |
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Thinking ain't no help |
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I pray for my health |
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My mind |
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And my family too |
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State of myself |
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My grind |
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And my family crew |
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Where one hand watches the other |
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No we ain't blood |
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But we still real brothers |
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The struggle is real |
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Nothing can steal |
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What we build |
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And that remains the same |
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'Till that day we killed |
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And that's real |
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Life that I was aimed to be |
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Love by my family tree |
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That's fame to me |
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How about it |
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One thing we all adore |
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Something worth dying for |
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Nothing but pain |
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Stuck in this game |
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Searching for fortune and fame |
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The one thing we all adore |
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Something worth dying for |
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Nothing but pain |
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Stuck in this game |
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Searching for fortune and fame |