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[verse 1]Celebrity the new drug |
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In america |
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Gotta have it |
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Gotta be it |
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So the young ones see it |
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Watch out now |
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Looka here now |
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In these get rich or die tryin times |
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Greed that i see |
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Got these cats |
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Whipped by tv3 generations of fatherless women |
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We drownin instead of swimmin |
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This aint what yall asked for |
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Thats what they locked ya ass up for |
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And closed the door |
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Beyond these streets |
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These kids is always watchin |
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See it aint been the same |
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Since teen summitt left the game |
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Off the air, who cares? |
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Now kids get programmed |
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Ask their peoples |
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Who buy them almost everything the stars wear |
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People see , people do |
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See the new pied pipers |
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Got a hold on you |
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Back to the boogaloo |
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Get a shot |
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So you wont catch the flu |
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Dont get shot |
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And get a hole in you[verse 2] |
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Im talkin advanced |
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But goin back at the same time |
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RewindSo what, some of this song dont rhyme |
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Like i said |
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Most of us get ghetto at the wrong time |
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FearSo leave a little room for god |
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Up in here |
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Back in the day |
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Even real pimps, hustlers, players |
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Told young cats |
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Cmon get their lives on track |
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These raps you hear today |
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Is a bad ass act |
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Im here to tell it |
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Like it ought to be |
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It aint no kids fault to me35 year olds |
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Actin 16Know what i mean |
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You dont work, mean you dont eat |
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You need more than a ball |
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And some bomb ass beats |
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New kicks on your feet |
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Need your mind in these time |
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To compete |
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Make your world complete |
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Sweet not sour |
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Thats what they really call fightin the power[verse 3] |
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Here it is , no fable |
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I put it all on the table |
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Spendin my time |
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Identifyin whos behind |
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Some of these labels |
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Who profit off the spit |
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Some of the same way same cats |
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That owned them ships |
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YesIts a business |
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Butslavery was too |
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Prison industrial complex |
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New slavery lookin to own you |
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Ownin the labels , stations, jails and cemeteries |
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Thug lifeTurnin hip hop into a one stop shop |
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Somebody behind |
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Makin up your own damn mind |
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Signed , sealed delivered |
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In a nigger package |
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So dumb you cant hear |
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The ignorance protected |
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By the backpacker |
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Who co signed the say so |
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Claimin they dig the flow |
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Filled wit jim crow |
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Return of the old negro |
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How you gonna say no to drugs |
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If you dont say no to thugs |
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See the government |
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Sweep it deep |
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Under the rug |
