| Oh man it’s a miracle
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| How I came from a town, where most fall down
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| And never get up, I never gave up
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| I slipped up a couple of times, but I still raise up
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| Even though I’m scraped up, I keep fighting
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| They don’t know I’m up, cold sweats when i wake up
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| I see death as a, poverty, despair
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| Gotta kill 'em for a
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| All the bloods, all the crips at the park to recruit
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| Thugs I grew up with, we used to do backflips
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| And drank cups with pass the first sip
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| Higher Xscape, but can’t seem to escape the middle scape
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| Go to act like an ape, man I can’t fall for the trap
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| Or a state, nah, It’s not a game, nah
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| I can’t see it, I can’t be it
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| Grown man, boy brained, locked up, going insane
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| In pain, late night, untamed
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| A man, A man
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| Won’t chance a thang
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| Maybe when I am, now I understand
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| A man, I’m a man
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| Pops had me on the weekend, had a fifth on myself
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| He was preaching, he was teaching me: knowledge yourself
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| Jazz in the background, books on the shelf
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| Lil' herb, lil' liquor, go and get my belt
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| If my grades wasn’t right, if I took school light
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| It was lights out, couple, see you later, good night
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| The message was clear, relate to fear
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| I had to go through somethin', to get me somethin'
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| That’s how I got me somethin', and I ain’t frontin'
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| It was though but it was worth it
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| If it’s easy than it’s worthless
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| But if you are on your JO, than It’s workin'
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| From a boy to a man, in between is the matrix
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| Baby momma’s in court cases, living at three places
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| Keep dreaming and chase dreams, since eighteen
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| Nothing works, so you keep pacin' to make CREAM.
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| Depressed and find conflict as a player
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| Yeah, that was me, pitiful young minded
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| Blinded by the alore of a whore, wildin' on tour
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| I had a couple dollars, but my spirit was poor
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| I ran my gifts in the ground, said I’m tired of it now
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| I didn’t wanna rap, the homies kept tellin' me to take
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| Another lap
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| So I did, I never hit, I ain’t a kid
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| I had to tell the money to be a boss
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| I’m here to let you know, we all gotta grow
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| It won’t stop, I keep it 100 when it comes to this hip-hop |