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How I keep from going under, nah mean? |
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It's wild out here |
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They wonder why *************s smoke so much ************* |
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Drink so much Henny (How I keep from going under) |
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It's crazy. Getting crazy, nah mean? |
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Yo, I'm from where the days are short and the nights are long |
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And when I'm stressed out, I'll write a song |
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And *************yze the right from wrong, I speak for half a million |
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That fight like Israelis and Palestinians |
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You dark enough? Watch the trees you barking up |
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Dunn, they even locked Sharpton up, now that's some other *************t |
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The government is scandalous and try to cover *************t |
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I'm on some CNB, \"keep on, my brother\" *************t |
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There's a lot of pain in this grain that we go against |
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Life's a dirty game, you either play a ho or pimp |
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We the crack cats switching up the product |
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And every week or two, another school getting shot up |
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Little *************s turning killer at an early age |
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Sending other little *************s to an early grave |
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They always say that the good die young, specially in the hood I'm from |
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Feel me |
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It's like a Jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder |
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How I keep from going under |
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How I keep from going under |
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(Ooh, child things are gonna get easier) |
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It's like a Jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder |
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How I keep from going under |
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How I keep from going under |
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(Child, things gon' get brighter) |
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Yo, I don't know where to start, so I will where I am |
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Sometimes in this world, I don't know where I stand |
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I'm just trying to make bread and share with the fam |
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And do what I gotta do take care of my fam, look |
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One minute yo, getting ready for tour |
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Next minute yo, out here getting ready for war |
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The news be giving me the blues like BB King |
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The thrill is gone, man, this life ain't no easy thing |
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If it ain't one struggle, it's a-mother*******-nother |
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Everyday my sister having beef with mother |
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Sometimes I say, \"************* it, Dray, why even bother?\" |
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I'm still trying to work this *************t out with my father |
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My old lady say I stress too much |
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A lot of *************t be on the brain, I don't rest too much |
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I guess, living in the Jungle got me uptight |
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Trying to figure out a plan that got me up nights, man |
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Yo, biggidi bill collectors, they ring my phone |
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And scare my wife, when I'm not home (dah) |
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I swear to God, these times is hard but I ain't giving in |
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I'm trying to get to Heaven and out this Hell I'm living in |
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And can't no man stop me, why, it's obvious |
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They even gon' lock me up or pop me up |
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We smoke ************* and spill Henny |
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They killed (?), but they ain't gon' kill Timmy |
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Diggity McVeigh, I giggity gas stay |
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Was trying to say, \"************* my people,\" in direct-ly |
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I say, \"************* you,\" you can get touched too |
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Cuz *************s in the hood, they gon' do what they must do |
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We hustle, we just trying to get by |
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Every day, yo, we talk *************t and get high |
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Understand, Life's A ************* then you die |
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But real *************s never die, only multiply |
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Feel me |
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Sometimes, it's gonna get hard |
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'Fore it to get easier |
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Look forward, son |
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It's gonna get brighter |