| Down on the corner, around the way
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| Kids get murdered everyday
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| Everyday
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| Never on the hill, where the rich folks live
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| Ain’t too many people with fucks to give
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| No fucks to give
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| Police shoot a young man dead in his prime
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| happens here all of the time
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| All of the time
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| Shorty goes to school with daddy’s gun
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| Walks into class, shoots everyone
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| Everyone
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| World’s just a heartbeat
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| Looking for a heart
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| World’s just a heartbeat
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| Looking for a heart
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| World’s just a heartbeat
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| Looking for a heart
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| World’s just a heartbeat
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| The tension’s so thick, you could cut the air
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| And all we could do is just sit and stare
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| Sit and stare
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| A room full of people and I’m all alone
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| Counting all them days 'til I get home
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| 'Til I get home
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| Stay a little high to numb the pain
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| Just like my pops, will I break the chain
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| Break the chain
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| Liquor on my breath, bloodshot eyes
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| Tryin' to cheat death, see a new sunrise
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| New sunrise
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| World’s just a heartbeat
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| Looking for a heart
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| World’s just a heartbeat
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| Looking for a heart
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| World’s just a heartbeat
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| Looking for a heart
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| World’s just a heartbeat
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| Looking for a heart
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| Down on the corner, around the way
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| Kids get murdered everyday |