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Ya know, right now, whatever you smoke |
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Right now 'cuz they ask me, and they ask me |
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And they ask me, they ask me |
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Now they ask me, |
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How you know so much at 17 |
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What you mean? |
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You never seen a disfuctional teen |
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Mama cared for me, papa wasn't there for me |
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Older brother sold dope and murph blurr for me |
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Times got hard |
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I had to get harder |
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Let me take that back |
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I had to get smarter16, |
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I had me a daughter |
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Hold up J- |
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Kwon let's get shit in order |
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Baby mama that's a whole another story |
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Both too young, both too horney |
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Cell phone rung, but |
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I didn't anwser |
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Check my voice mail, my grandma got cancer |
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Now she layin' up in a old folks home |
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When it seamed like yesterday she was home |
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A month later stroke poped up her brain cells gone |
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The last thing she said was let no one steer you wrong, |
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I'm grownThey ask me, do |
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I believe in |
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GodSo I ask them, did |
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I defeat the odds? |
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They ask me, do |
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I believe in |
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GodSo I ask them, did |
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I defeat the odds? |
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Shit fucked up but |
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I can't turn away now |
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Sold dope around the town, self esteem way down |
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Jessie made me tougher, he boxed me up |
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My mama put me in the system, she locked me up |
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Now this around the time that we lived on |
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HanleyWhen |
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I think about it |
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I don't know none of my family |
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Except, for the immediate ones |
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Tha's why |
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I run to the streets and the jennings hand guns |
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He don't talk much so everybody wanna fight him |
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Every school |
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I went to nobody liked him |
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Never could it be right, |
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I'd try sometimes |
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So I chilled by myself and cry sometimes |
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And all I ask from |
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Gods to buy sometime |
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Would I bring his name in it |
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If I was lyin' |
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Now look at what the fuck |
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I did, done |
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Terry Jones last son, this is a blessing, |
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I'm grownThey ask me, do |
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I believe in |
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GodSo I ask them, did |
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I defeat the odds? |
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They ask me, do |
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I believe in |
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GodSo I ask them, did |
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I defeat the odds? |
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Now they ask me, how you know so much at 17 |
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What you mean |
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You never seen a disfuctional teen |
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Times got harder |
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I had to get harder |
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Let me take that back |
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I had to get smarter |
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They ask me, do |
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I believe in |
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GodSo I ask them, did |
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I defeat the odds? |
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They ask me, do |
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I believe in |
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GodSo I ask them, did |
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I defeat the odds? |