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{Aye man, |
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I wonder what's gon' happen the minute my cash get dropped |
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You ever thought about that skinny? |
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Nope?Shit what about you scales man? |
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I'm I'm unsure man |
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I got alotta, lotta question that need to be answered |
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True we all got questions, but dawg |
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I got questions |
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I got a lot on my mind, just just |
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Just get me a blunt man, just fire it up man |
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Man}Now fire up the weed, 'cuz one day |
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I'm gon' pro'ly burn |
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The ten commandments in life, never my concern |
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Thing on my mind was, 'get 'em, fore they get you |
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Thing on my mind was, stick 'em fore they stick you |
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That's why niggaz know, |
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I'm bout the game before peace' |
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Cuz being free-hearted that's where it leave you deceased |
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Cold world, cold game they gon' split ya thang |
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And bang shit out the car what, would drive the average man insane |
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Ghetto love, ghetto life, ghetto death, then ya gone |
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And after |
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I'm deceased |
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I'll know life gon' go on |
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And what about my sons, will they do what daddy didn't finish? |
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Will the light come to a close, shortly after my decision? |
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What about daddy's girl? |
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Will she do what |
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I wanted?Or will she break my heart and let these, niggaz up on it? |
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What about daddy's girl? |
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Will she do what |
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I wanted?Or will she break my heart and let these, niggaz up on it? |
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Life's a bitch |
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I swear to god, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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I'm on the verge of losin' my mind, this word is my last nerve |
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I done served my last dime, standin' on this crack curb |
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It's absurd, |
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I been on this block, from the first to the third |
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Rocked a 'bird and seen two niggaz shot and left for dead in the dirt |
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I'm concerned if |
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I die by the glock, will my soul soon burn? |
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My past clash with my future then, take a drastic turn |
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I'm submerged knee deep in this here, but those around can soon return |
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Morality's hotter than burn, makin' they hearts they burn |
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And say, "**** the world!" |
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We all going to hell for some, shit that we deserve |
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But first we was promised a hearse |
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And a chance on earth to visit church, for what it's worth |
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I'm tryin' make ammends for all the sins that occured |
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The uncontrollable urge that emerged when |
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I, snatched that lady's purse |
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And the, last week that |
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I slurred, when |
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I, cursed on every verse |
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Inevitable, but well rehearsed, freezin' my hunger as well as my thirst |
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Is glocked, ready to burst, on any fools |
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I encounter first |
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With the, maximum amount of force, even if, worst comes to worst' |
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Cuz life's a bitch |
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Life's a bitch |
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I swear to god, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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My total first, nineteen seventy six |
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Welcome to the world |
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I did nine months for this shit? |
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Moms and pops couldn't get along, older brothers gettin' grown |
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Now I got nothin' but this dice |
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I'm sittin' on |
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At night I'm closin' my eyes, and thinkin' about my folks that died |
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Tryin' to sleep on 'em, thinkin' |
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I ain't supposed to cry |
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Uncle Paul he just died from too much alcohol |
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And all he wanted was a fifth and pack of |
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Paul mallAnd |
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Momma's heart gettin' bad, grew up on hormones |
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I'm tryin' cut down on drinkin' but that's a lost cause |
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Guess we don't learn our lesson until we all fall |
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These racist cops got niggaz writin' they own laws |
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Please god, don't let 'em take us |
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Just tell momma |
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I meant well, in time don't let me wake up"Please God, don't let them folks take us!" |
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Sincerely, |
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I meant well, in time don't let me wake up |
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Life's a bitch |
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I swear to god, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |
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Life's a bitch, you take your chances |
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Too many questions, and not enough answers |