| Ay, yea yea yea, Wa wooh ooh
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| Ay, yea yea yea, Wa wooh ooh
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| Back in penitentiary
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| Long gone misery
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| Left me alone, I grew up
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| Amongst the mad breed
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| So my mind
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| Couldn’t find a place to rest
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| With me got this thug plaque
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| Tattoo on my chest
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| Nigga never sleep
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| When am living in da past
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| Stare in the lights
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| Mi pop off and first to blast
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| He knew my father
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| He was a gangsta in the streets
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| But now hes gone
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| Mi deh ya so still a plead
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| Till him rest in peace
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| Now am heading for the treach
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| I remember me
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| So many homies in the cemetery
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| Seem as if I am a missionary
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| But when am gone
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| Know my momma
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| Gonna cry for me
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| Dying
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| Ay, yea yea yea, Wa ooh ooh
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| Dying
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| Ay, yea yea yea, Wa ooh ooh
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| Take me away
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| From all the pressure
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| And all the pain,
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| Show me some happiness again
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| I’m going blind
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| I spend my time down stairs
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| I live in bed
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| You know my destiny is hell
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| But till I fear
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| My mind is so misleading
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| I couldnt see
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| I gotta brain full of demons
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| Tryin to break free
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| I know one day
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| When, (Ay)
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| But when I die
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| I be steppin with my father
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| And the most high w
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| Dying
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| Ay, yea yea yea, Wa ooh ooh
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| Dying
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| Ay, yea yea yea, Wa ooh ooh
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| No one knows my struggle
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| They dont know my trouble
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| Son you must go on
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| Because ya momma love you
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| They dont wanna see me rich
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| They wanna see me poor
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| Gangsta 4 life, I see you running
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| Sing some more
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| Dying
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| Ay, yea yea yea, Wa ooh ooh
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| Dying
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| Ay, yea yea yea, Wa ooh ooh |