| When the sky turns black you’ll be dead by dawn
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| Outsiders dont know what really goes on
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| In my city cause the people drop dead like flies
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| Flesh getting snatched out, fear in their eyes
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| It’s a shame all the people have forgot about peace
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| And I sometimes wonder when it will ceased
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| In a community of hatred, greed and power
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| Death takes a live by surprise every hour
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| Gun fire and killing it’s the new game
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| Creep real slow (hit the lights?) and shoot him in the brain
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| Cause its survival of the fittest in the hood
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| No rules to the game everybody is up to no good
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| Some saying that you better off dead
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| Riding around town putting slugs in a brother head
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| Accept the bullets and taking your last breath
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| The local newspaper labeled you marked for death
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| (You got set it, gets sense?) and smoking more than a peace pipe
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| Die young carring a mind of young life
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| It’s up to midnight, you know where you kids are?
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| And if not you better jump in your damn car
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| Cause your child could be the next to get took out
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| You think the streets give a damn if you’s (ask out?) |
| That’s how it is you got to the get him or before they getting at you
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| Cause if you don’t you’ll bleed to death and your life (?)
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| And you can’t come back once your dead
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| It ain’t cool to have a gauge pointed at your head
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| I know it makes you wish you wasn’t even born, huh
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| But it in the ghetto you cannot go out like a (punk?)
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| And the ghetto (?)
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| Take each day slow one at the time
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| And don’t get hitted with a Uzi or there’ll be nothing left
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| Cause will be laying there dead straight marked for death
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| Death comes by surprise it’s a shock to the human race
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| Car accident, buckshots to the face
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| (It's on his last day so make everyone count?)
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| To be a survival you don’t need a large amount
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| Mind your own stay strong (?)
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| Let me guide you here showing you much love
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| (?) then there’s no hope left
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| Just another on the list getting marked for death |