| Dear God, I know I’m wrong sometimes but
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| Who are they to judge me
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| Cause umm… he who don’t sin should cast the first stone
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| Dear God, Forgive me for my sins
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| Cause all I wanted to do in this world was to win
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| To all my soldiers in the grave or the pen
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| All my soldiers, thats blowing with the wind, life is hard
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| Dear God, Forgive me for my sins
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| Cause all I wanted to do in this world was to win
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| To all my soldiers in the grave or the pen
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| All my soldiers, thats blowing with the wind, life is hard
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| I ain’t got time to worry about who hate me or love me
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| Why would I care how a nigga feel when only god can judge me
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| I know I deserve 5 mics for how hard I strive
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| But I’m cool cause I really only need one mic like Nas
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| And I ain’t got time to worry about whether my foes is mad
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| Got bigger problems, should the color of my cars or clothes be black
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| If you really wanna understand me, then just come with me
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| Then you really understand why I keep the gun with me
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| Only way to make money, if you slung rocks
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| Rap was the hot shit, you had to have a jumpshot
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| Look, I try but my shots was off
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| I stay fly, stay driving something new on the block, y’all
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| It don’t take a rocket scientist if you can add
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| I never had a job figuring out you do the math
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| Tell my nigga I had a fight with, I never told you I was starving
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| What’s the rush, I figure I could just tell you tomorrow
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| But tomorrow never came, well it came but you wasn’t around
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| I know God took you but I know you still looking down
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| You know I do this for the ones that ain’t got no choice
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| I speak the truth for the ones who ain’t got a voice, let’s go |