| Hey Shetoro, uhm play me that lil latin beat
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| I wanna read this letter I wrote to my fans
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| In case I get killed or somethin'
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| I mean haha, I hope it never happens but
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| Damn it’s just so many haters you never know, alright
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| As I read this letter and as you listen
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| I know right now I’m either dead or in prison
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| I’m writing this words as my daughter sleeps
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| I pray this is something I never have to read
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| The year is two thousand and I’ve signed with Universal
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| All the hate can’t stop me but it still hurts though
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| The smoke in my blunt can only hide my pain
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| My security is outside but I still sleep in the rain
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| They say that my lyrics destroy and kill
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| But I’m only trying to tell them that I know how they feel
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| I never had both of my parents
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| I was three when he left, and ended the marriage
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| Most things I rap about, I no longer do
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| Tomorrow is church and after that is the zoo
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| Diamonds and cars don’t make a man happy
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| Your jewels in life are your friends and family
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| The more money I make, the more problems appear
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| I feel my enemies are closing in getting near
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| Inspired by jealousy they wish me the worst
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| I shook the hands of men that want me stiff in a hearse
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| But everything I do, is so that one day
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| Our kids can see their own kind in a positive way
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| Although I’m no angel in God I do trust
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| I’d like to take a second to tell you about us
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| Rasheed is from Philadelphia, Low-G is from Honduras
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| I was raised with my guela in a place called Falfurrias
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| But we’re all the same race and that race is player
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| I’ve held two jobs ditch digger and brick layer
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| Now I see a sign as I lay in the chalk
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| Heaven is seven million miles, Lord don’t make me walk
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| Baile asi, mamita baile asi
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| Baile asi, mamita baile asi
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| Baile asi, mamita baile asi
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| Baile asi, mamita baile asi |