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Nineteen-ninety-eight, damn I can't believe it |
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Whoever thought, throughout the drama, we'd live to see it |
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So many of us done lost lives to the streets |
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As we reminisce I'm pourin liquor for the deceased |
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Thinkin bout the times that I spent with many of em |
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Hopin that the Lord let me see the millenium |
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Trapped in this ghetto main, seekin better days |
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Fightin for my conscience, tryin to shake these wicked ways |
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I know it's wrong but it's hard to change |
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All my life, all I ever knew was hustle and game |
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Lookin for answers ever since I was a adolescent |
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Faced with rejection, early age stressin |
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But now ten years later with doodoo respect |
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I'm bustin million dollar raps and six digit checks |
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Showin love to my peeps and my love don't change |
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Might sound strange, but I just can't run away |
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I can't run, run, it might sound strange |
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but I just can't run away |
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I can't run, no, run away |
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Touch a meal ticket, shake a spot for good |
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Never, I still got love for the neighborhood |
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And even though now it's infested with gunplay |
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on most days like Bootsy I can't stay away |
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Cause if I shook like y'all shook on me |
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Then whose gon' stay and guide the way for the lil homies? |
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I can't turn my head on my folks |
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so I stay visible in these streets and try to give hope |
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Born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto |
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Got love for the ghetto, I can't forget the ghetto |
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How come everytime we get some change in our can |
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we run away and try to move out as far as we can |
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I know that jealousy's the devil's greed but you worse |
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than a devil when you turn your back on these young G's |
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Now feel every word that I say, hear my cry |
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as I struggle out of thirst and search for better days |
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Might sound strange, but I just can't run away |
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I can't run, run, run away |
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Said I just can't run away |
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I can't run, run, run away |
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No I just can't run away |
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I can't run, run, runnnnnn away |
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Another day another dollar, it feels good to look around |
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and see I'm surrounded by real riders |
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Childhood comrades I ran with for years |
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Shared the same beer and tears over the same peers |
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Player haters swearin that all we all G's |
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off each others strength with these, regulates the same cheese |
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No jealousy we all family like Sister Sledge |
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Lace each other with game, so I can spin beer cans |
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Watch our kids grow together, as we get old together |
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Loc I mean this, let no one come in between this |
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Keep our business among us, behind doors and eyes closed |
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on those we consider as foes |
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Outsiders never exposed to your hustle |
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Plus I'm, never been one likely to trust em |
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No negative association, just dedication |
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to watch our paper sprout like this bud mutation |
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Might sound strange, but I just can't run away |
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I can't run, run, run away |
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No I just can't run away |
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I can't run, I can't runnnnnnn away |
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No I just can't run away |
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I can't run run run run runnnnnn away |
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