| I just pray that today, is nothing like tomorrow
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| I just really wanna run away
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| So I can escape my sorrows
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| But do you have a dream I can borrow
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| 'Til tomorrow, 'til tomorrow
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| Do you have a dream I can borrow
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| 'Til tomorrow, 'til tomorrow
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| Livin' in the city with no fuckin' hope
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| We either writin' rhymes or we slingin' dope
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| My homeboy got Red Hook tatted all on his throat
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| Ain’t got five for the bus, but he got five to the smoke
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| My other homie said that he livin' in hell
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| And where he’s headed, he’ll either end up dead or in jail
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| Ain’t it crazy how these hallways look like prison cells
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| And if these walls could talk, man, they would never tell
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| I know this little girl who said she don’t believe in fairy tales
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| Her mama in the hospital ain’t lookin' very well
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| I wish her well
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| She wish me luck
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| Livin' in the free world but I be feelin' stuck
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| My homeboy Shaq said, «Put Red Hook on the map
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| And if you make it out, don’t never look back.»
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| I wish him well, he wish me luck
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| 'Cuz where I’m from, niggas don’t care about us
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| My homegirl just lost her best friend
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| And she ain’t been the same since then
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| Lookin' in her eyes, she ain’t got no hope
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| I call her here and there so I can help her cope
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| But now she drink, and now she smoke
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| Her pops worried that one day she gon' overdose
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| I wish her well
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| I wish her well
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| She searchin' for some change inside a wishin' well
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| Her mama told her, «Get over it. |
| You can’t cry for your whole life.»
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| She said she should die, without her best friend, there’s no life
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| There’s no light
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| She wishin' they could trade places
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| So her friend could live out all of her life stages
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| She slit her wrist right before she hit my phone
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| She said, «Kris, I just didn’t wanna die alone.»
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| I wish her well, I wish her well
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| I wish her well, I wish her well |