| Now I’ve got a story that I want to share with you
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| Of a young man name Tray he was on his way
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| Till that fatal day, well well well
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| It was 7:12 PM Travon’s girl call to speak to him, yeah yeah yeah
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| He was standing outside his daddy’s home
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| He was all alone, on the cellphone
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| About 7:16 the call goes dead
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| Travon’s on the struggle now
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| He was lyin' on the ground
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| Fighting to save his life, and as the gun went off
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| He got hit in the chest in the neighbor who shot him confessed
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| And the saddest part about this he was only 17
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| He didn’t even lived his dream
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| Ohh, (no) Florida something’s very wrong (aw Yeah)
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| Need to know, what’s going on?
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| (What's going on?) Can we make this house a home
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| Oh (oh) Florida can I talk to you?
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| Can we walk and have an interview
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| (every time I turn around something is going, is going down) Florida this land
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| is overdue
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| Did I Did I say that he was unarmed
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| How could a baby cause any harm
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| With no weapon insight now you know that ain’t right
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| All he has was his candy in hand (his skittles) Candy
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| What about the family (his brother)
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| His father, sister and Manny
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| It’s so hard to let go, what you can’t control
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| May his soul rest in peace
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| But I hope and pray (I hope, I hope and pray) on judgement day
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| To have it all your way
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| And I know, I know, I know it won’t bring back your baby
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| Sebrina and keep your head up lady
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| Brother Tracy be strong
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| For Travon
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| And the worst part about is
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| He was only 17 didn’t even live his dream
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| Ohh, (ohh) Florida something’s very wrong (they didn’t have to take his life)
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| Need to know, what’s going on?(Please tell me)
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| Can we make this house a home
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| Oh (oh) Florida can I talk to you? |
| (can we march all over this land)
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| Can we walk and have an interview
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| Florida this land is overdue
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| So Florida don’t make me cry
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| For I got leave your way bye bye
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| White sandy beaches and wind
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| Where the sun doesn’t' burn my skin
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| I talk with your first cousin Georgia
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| Heard what happened from the news reporter
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| You’re surrounded by clouds, thunder and lightening sounds and now the sun is
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| falling down
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| Tell me why you don’t love your black babe is the same
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| Why you’ll be calling them out of the name?
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| Where the son of a judge can hold a grudge and take a life away
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| And be free the next day
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| Feels like a hurricane
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| The weather so strange
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| Ohh, no, Florida something’s very wrong
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| Need to know what’s going on?
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| Can we make this house a home
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| Oh oh Florida can I talk to you?
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| Can you walk and have an interview
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| Florida this land is overdue
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| Oh my my my my my |