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Geah.. whassup? |
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Where's all my street niggaz, project niggaz |
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Real niggaz, worldwide |
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Let's reflect.. e'rybody got a story |
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We all ghetto B - here's mine |
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Geah |
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See I was -- born in sewage, born to make bomb music |
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Flow tight like I was born Jewish |
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Used the streets as a conduit - I kept arms |
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38 longs inside my mom's Buick |
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At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news |
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Iron cuffs - arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluid |
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Shit, I'm goin through it - mom dukes too |
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Tears streamin down her pretty face, she got her palms to it |
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My life is gettin too wild |
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I need to bring some sorta calm to it |
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Bout to lose it; voices screamin "Don't do it!" |
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It's like '93, '94, bout the year |
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that Big and Mach dropped; and "Illmatic" rocked |
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outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked |
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Everybody doin 'em, I'm still scratchin on the block |
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like "Damn; I'ma be a failure" |
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Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug - paraphenalia |
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Cops courts, and their thoughts is to derail us |
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Three time felons in shorts with jealous thoughts |
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Tryin figure where your mil is, guesstimate the weight you sellin |
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So they can send shots straight to your melon; wait! |
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It gets worse, baby momma water burst |
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Baby came out stillborn, still I gotta move on |
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Though my heart still torn, life gone from her womb |
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Don't worry, if it was meant to be, it'll be -- soon |
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[Chorus: Jay-Z] |
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This can't be life, this can't be love |
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This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us |
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This can't be life, this can't be love |
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This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us |
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[Beanie Sigel] |
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Chill dog |
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Second oldest born, from Michelle Brown my mother |
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Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother |
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Pop wasn't around, so many stories that's another |
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I'm thinkin damn; how my older sister gon' make me tougher |
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When steel sharpens steel, I'ma keep it real |
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I'm tired of tryin to hide my pain behind the syrups and pills |
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Dead to the world, stretched out like a corpse for real |
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Y'all niggaz thinkin what y'all readin in The Source is real |
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What my life like, you lookin at the source, it's real |
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What your life like? Mine dog, of course it's real |
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Passin judgment, you niggaz second-guessin Beans |
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Cause you don't eat swine don't make you Amin |
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Dog you know a couple suras, out the Qur'an |
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I guess you all on your din and I ain't on mine |
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Stop that Akki, 'fore I send shots though your body |
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Make 'em feel feel hell on earth before Allah drop thee |
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I feel the line's drawn here, nuttin more can stop me |
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Till them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me |
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There's only three things that make Mac not act like Beans |
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Amatullah Tisha, Po Aldin, Samir Amin |
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My seeds dog, gotta teach 'em that before I leave dog |
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Shit I know that I'ma see 'em when I leave dog |
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I come back in the afterlife |
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Like fuck it I done touched hell twice; what's the meanin? |
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[Chorus] |
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[Scarface] |
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Yeah.. uhh.. |
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Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig' |
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I got a phone call from one of my nigs |
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Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids |
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And when I heard that I just broke into tears |
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And seein' it second hand; you don't really know how this is |
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But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib |
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So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news |
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Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad's two |
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Prayin for young souls that laugh at life through the stars |
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Lovin your kids just like you was ours |
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And I'm hurtin for you dog; but ain't nobody pain is like yours |
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I just know that heaven'll open these doors |
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And ain't no bright side to losin lifel; but you can view it like this |
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God's got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company |
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Who loves all and hates not one |
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And one day you gon' be wit your son |
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I could've rapped about my hard times on this song |
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But heaven knows I woulda been wrong |
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I wouldn'ta been right, it wouldn'ta been love |
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It wouldn'ta been life, it wouldn'ta been us |
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This can't be life |
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[Chorus] |
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[Jay-Z] |
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This can't be life.. |
