| Out of my own image, I made you from it
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| Straight out the cradle dawg, I raised you from it
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| Your life suck, I saved you from it
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| You got fat off of all the food that I gave your stomach
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| You had beef, I’m hoppin' in the ride with you
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| They shoot you, they shoot me, I prolly would’ve died with you
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| I ain’t had five, I still got high with you
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| But now a line’s been drawn I can’t side with you
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| We were like two brothers, but you mother
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| Fucker, discovered your true colors
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| I had to turn my back on you
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| Now in the street I can’t turn my back on you
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| You might have the mac on you
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| Whatever you needed, I would’ve given that to you
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| But now when I see you, I think about clappin' you
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| Real recognize real I can’t rap to you
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| I can’t pretend no more it’s not natural
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| All the things that I did for, you must’ve forgot
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| I went out on a limb for, you must’ve forgot
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| Damn, man almost got killed for you, you must’ve forgot
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| The tables have turned, the bridges have burned
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| All the things that I did for, you must’ve forgot
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| I went out on a limb for, you must’ve forgot
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| Damn, man almost got killed for you, you must’ve forgot
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| Now the tables have turned, the bridges have burned
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| You used to say I wouldn’t be shit
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| But things done changed and now oh, you ain’t really mean it
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| That tune was wack, you ain’t like that beat right?
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| Now every weeknight you sendin' me an e-vite
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| A Myspace comment
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| And now spittin' on my dick so hard you damn near vomitin'
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| Critics listen, damn near silenced them
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| Lyrics listen, damn near astonishin'
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| And you caught on late
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| I got the footage in my brain homie, you caught on tape
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| I knew everything you thought before you swore I was great
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| Now everything you say you look like more of a fake
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| Call yourself tryin' to build with me, collab and shit
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| That’s cool motherfucker but I need cash to spit
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| If you were true from day one I wouldn’t ask for shit
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| But now for you, all I got is my black ass to kiss
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| Motherfucker
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| All the things that I did for, you must’ve forgot
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| I went out on a limb for, you must’ve forgot
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| Damn, man almost got killed for you, you must’ve forgot
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| Now the tables have turned, the bridges have burned
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| All the things that I did for, you must’ve forgot
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| I went out on a limb for, you must’ve forgot
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| Damn, man almost got killed for you, you must’ve forgot
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| Now the tables have turned, the bridges have burned
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| You out here wilin', livin' your life without respect
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| You must’ve forgot about the struggle of Malcolm X
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| Or Marcus Garvey, Martin Luther and all the rest
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| The marches you let the dogs tear apart they flesh
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| They caged us, enslaved us, raped us
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| Played us, made us hate us, when you gon' wake up?
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| It wasn’t so long ago that you’d get lynched for thinkin'
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| Water fountains marked 'white' you get killed for drinkin'
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| The way you carry yourself
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| Don’t you know when you kill your community you bury yourself?
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| I’m not preachin' it just pisses me off
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| When a man stand up for his people you’ll say that he’s soft
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| If he kills one of your own, you’ll feel that he’s strong
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| There ain’t a person alive who couldn’t tell me that’s wrong
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| The kids future… we ruined it for 'em
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| The white man ain’t got to kill us brother, we doin' it for 'em
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| And that’s real
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| The middle passage when we were enslaved, you must’ve forgot
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| In our faces fire hose were sprayed, you must’ve forgot
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| You the reason we turnin' in our graves, you must’ve forgot
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| Can’t you remember us, can’t you remember us?
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| The middle passage when we were enslaved, you must’ve forgot
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| In our faces fire hose were sprayed, you must’ve forgot
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| You the reason we turnin' in our graves, you must’ve forgot
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| Can’t you remember us, can’t you remember us? |