| You know times is hard right now man
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| Everytime i look around somebody on the ground
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| Somebody done got plowed down
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| Somebody done got cut away man
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| Somebody done got
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| Man they doin em dirty now man
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| You understand me look man ugh
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| Everytime i look around this editorial
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| Look at the reason another sidewalk memorial
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| Another sidewalk memorial
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| Everytime i look around candle light visual
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| Look at the reason another sidewalk memorial
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| This the sidewalk memorial
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| This is the sidewalk memorial
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| The high’s and lows the ups and downs of life
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| Funeral homes and grave sites
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| Bloody white sheets in the middle of the streets
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| Shot the wrong person now the killa can’t sleep
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| Gave it to him with the drum right in front of his son
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| Shot him in the head neck, face and lounges
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| You neva really know when ya time is up
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| That’s why i stay prayed up
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| When i see a bum i put money in his cup
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| Even tho the bum probably richer than my butt
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| That’s good karma, generous and nice
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| Little things like that can change ya life
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| Neva lose hope man keep the faith
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| Good things comes to those who wait
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| Let it all out man shed a tear
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| Spark one out man pour out some beer
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| It’s a new era like that please believe
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| People doing things that you wouldn’t believe
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| They try to blame it on rap they say that we mislead
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| The reason why the kids do pills and weed
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| Overdose they pass out and die
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| Then they parents cry and ask questions why
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| How come i couldn’t see it comin i am such a loser
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| I never go in they room or check they computer
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| Trickin they parents like forrest bueler
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| Cuttin school skippin class and they tutor
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| Fuck college man i’m rapping
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| I ain’t playin sports man i’m trappin
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| Street knowledge bitch i’m mackin
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| Deep pockets hoe i’m stackin
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| And as the world turns to days of our lives the bold and the beautiful
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| The young and the restless droppin like flies
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| All money ain’t good money
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| It’s cold out here even when it’s sunny
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| This atmosphere niggas hella hungry
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| To be outta here if you stunting clumsy
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| Can’t freeze up just like a deer
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| Hood cot ot smell fear
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| Durin hunting season everyday a the year
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| Always know when cowards near
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| Gotta be aware especially out here
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| Where they switch the gears and back door they peers
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| Talk behind ya back wait till the coast is clear
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| Just like a little bachelor they’ll get in ya ear
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| Ain’t nobody stickin to the script you know
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| Cause dudes act like they ain’t dudes no more
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| That’s why i pack an extra clip no pull tho (no pull tho)
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| Cause every other day i’m at a funeral (funeral)
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| Now i lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the lord my soul he keep
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| And if i die before i wake
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| I pray to the lord my soul he take (soul he take x2)
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| Now i lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the lord my soul he keep
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| And if i die before i wake
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| I pray to the lord my soul he take (soul he take x2)
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| I pray to the lord my soul he take |