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Now that I think about it |
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I was always takin away from my father |
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Or he was always takin away from me |
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It's probably why we so close now |
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Ya kno[Chorus:] |
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We been starvin so long in these crazy ghetto streets |
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And they say we're so wrong for the way we try to eat |
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How long will he struggle |
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I gotta grind jus to eat now |
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I gotta eat jus a lil now |
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So I gotta live my life this way[Verse 1:] |
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I stretched and yawned4 years from a newborn |
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On a charter bus |
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Filled with stranged humans |
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Besides my mother nobody seems anxious |
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Though we on our way to visit a college campus |
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We roll up freshen up at a food concession |
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Can't talk to strangers |
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I wanna ask em questions |
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Saw a woman cryin |
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Boy face the fence |
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I don't wanna go to college |
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If it causes this |
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Back on the bus still analyzin vibes |
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Turned to my moms excel asked her'why you cryin? ' |
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She said because |
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I'm happyBut |
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I could tell she lyin |
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And since lyin was a curse |
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I sense storytellin |
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Her eyes focused on a object long enough they tingle |
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That's when she reached into her bag because her phone was ringin |
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She said ' |
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I accept'I'm still puzzle piecin |
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I knew my pops was on the other line |
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Lonely singin[Chorus][Verse 2:] |
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Soon after we roll up to these gates |
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Barbed wired up |
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Men standin in the entrance armed up |
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With a close eye on us |
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We enter the buildin |
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Got checked by the women who starin |
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My motherPull out a card with a picture of her face on it |
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Two papers with our names on it |
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They identify her |
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They lookin at me |
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Me my confusion of the journey |
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Thorugh these walls we go |
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Before the next one opens |
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The past one must close |
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As they check for proper clothes |
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My mama so prepared |
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For this mini battle has chose |
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Finally we reach our final destination |
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My poppa placed in a seat |
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Facin meNo women in his class |
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Jus men who never laugh |
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And when they see they family |
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They sing[Chorus][Verse 3:] |
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So I begin my investigation |
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My elbow on the round table |
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My palm at chin |
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I'm lookin at him |
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Ask questions like'how you been? ''when you graduatin? ' |
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Time was up got pulled away |
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Kickin and screamin |
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Tears came to his eyes |
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But never fell in front me |
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Got old enough to realize |
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Must've fell up under me |
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Bein locked away in prison from your family |
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Tryin to find ways for us to eat |
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I see[Chorus] |