| It took a long time to get this condition
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| We ain’t gon' flip it overnight
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| I guess the cops gon' keep bustin'
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| Wonder why we don’t trust ‘em
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| The savage law makers and wolves having discussions
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| A gun in our pocket, they lock us up once we shot it
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| Convicting us for dope but they’ll never say how we got it
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| My gangstas aggravated so bodies lay on the pavement
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| You hate it but you won’t admit this is what you created
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| And as long as we stay in the hood you ignore the damage
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| But soon as we come in the suburbs, it’s time to panic
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| My Gs out here starvin', they grind, push and they scuffle
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| If you can’t fix his problems, how can you tell him don’t hustle?
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| You say these thugs ain’t got no fathers if they don’t listen
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| That’s mostly ‘cause your system put many of ‘em in prison
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| You seen him and his children and wiped him out of the photo
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| And broke the family up so the mama raisin' him solo
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| And it’s crazy how the cycle continues for generations
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| What’s even worse it won’t ever change 'til we awakened, c’mon
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| But we gon' keep pushin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep workin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep tryin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep teachin' 'til they see the light
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| In life you got to get your reps in until your weight shift
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| Yo Laura Ingraham, won’t you shut up and go get a facelift?
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| You talk about Durant and Lebron like you so good
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| But the question is how much money did you give to the hood
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| What’chu donate to inner city youth? |
| Where is your package?
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| I know the answer already, I’m just being sarcastic
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| I guess that you accomplished the mission with one mention
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| ‘cause dissing someone greater than you gave you attention
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| I’m wishin' I could show all my homies out here survivin'
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| It ain’t about the shoes that you wearin' or what you’re drivin'
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| It ain’t about your Instagram followers and flashin'
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| It ain’t about the check, it’s what you do after you cash it
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| With what we ‘bout to be facin', it’s no time to be wastin'
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| It’s bad math if you spendin' more cash than you makin'
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| Trickin' off what you coulda been flippin’s a stupid look
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| Don’t be jealous when you see people eatin', learn how to cook
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| But we gon' keep pushin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep workin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep tryin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep teachin' 'til they see the light
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| To my youngsters in the streets, y’all trippin' and actin' crazy
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| Y’all shootin' at each other, not carin' about these babies
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| Your gun gave you courage so now you around here flexin'
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| Innocent bystanders gettin' caught up in yo plexin'
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| Terrorizing your section with no sense of direction
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| You reckless, you supposed to provide the hood with protection
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| The need to have money is in you like an infection
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| So now you in prison learning a fifty year lesson and for what?
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| Got heated and ran straight to the trunk
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| All because you wanted to prove you wasn’t no punk
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| Took somebody’s child from the world, life gone quick
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| Nothing wrong with fighting but you fighting for the wrong sh*t
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| I hope one day you will realize
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| The stuff I see us doing brings tears to my eyes
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| Almost every night it’s some youngster they light up with the strap
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| They laid the plan out, you fallin' right up in the trap, now
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| But we gon' keep pushin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep workin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep tryin' 'til we get it right
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| We gon' keep teachin' 'til they see the light |