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Don I am in the ghetto, we know the power of the guns |
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We are the scars of violence |
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Son, turn in your guns |
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Think my ************t is too real for them |
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A young girl killed by a straight bullet in Chicago |
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Same thing in Jamaica queens, right in front of McDonalds |
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The ghetto's on fire, the pyro is nothing but sorrow |
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It's burning inside the soul of the future kids of tomorrow |
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We used to use hip hop to teach us the way |
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For some reason these ******* artists don't reach us today |
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My little cousin got popped, he was slipping, he wasn't taught in |
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Plus was sipping too much of that vodka puffy promoted |
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My mama died, *******s was sending me yak |
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It was ironic, that ************t was called hennesy black |
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Sipping that, make a ******* go and pick up a mac |
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And stick up the spot, when I should wanna rip up a track |
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Say ******* that,.. for you on a check |
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Say... we gotta bring our community back |
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Bring the guns... black, unity back |
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To come with this ************t to get rid of that buffoonery rap |
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That soon to be looked as lunacy, cartoonery crap |
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The sooner we maneuver that, the sooner we could react |
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Fact, it's triple g's now who running with me |
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And I'm rep until the pack of wolves come and get me |
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A young girl joins a gang out in Brownsville Brooklyn |
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As down where they got them coke pounds still cooking |
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The prostitutes lurking, they still out here hooking |
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The booker still feeling *******s was black and brown looking |
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This little girl one night they gave her a burner right |
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Told her she wanna be gang she gotta earn the stripes |
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Her adolescent didact a lesson to learn in life |
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She shoots a kid in the back, pow, turns his life, ah |
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That was the 7th shooting in less than a week |
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The reason I feel is what I should've addressed in this beat |
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Check them receipts, funerals consecutively |
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It's the God, and by the power invested in me |
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I'm telling *******s to chill, and go easy on the gun play |
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Besides, you gonna have to learn how to fight someday |
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Develop a warrior spirit, let your fist talk more than your lyrics... |
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Check, it's real whack, that blacks only kill blacks |
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I know that sound off the wall but it's real fact |
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I shot about 8 people and they all black |
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I'm a dumb mother******'s what I call that |
