| Ahhhh shit about to bubble, somebody call the preacher I’m in trouble
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| Ahhhh tell my favorite uncle
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| Cause they bringing the war ready to rumble
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| Ahhhh they move us out the cut tho
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| But I ain’t movin, not a fuckin muscle
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| Ahhhh think I’m bout to tap-Out
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| But lil do they know we bout to pop-off
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| Ahhhhhhhhh…
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| Well what you expect from a man that ain’t got it all
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| I’m in the back of your neck, you gonna need more than a tylenol
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| Tell them what’s next, they ain’t ready for this type of war
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| I come from the depts
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| So the streets is why I fight them all so this real life I write them all
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| You see I come from up under my troubles come from the gutta
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| I had to run and take cover from all the pain I would suffer
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| Fed off the love from my mother she tucked me under the covers when I
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| complained and would wonder why dad ain’t saving our number
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| But it got to the point where I stopped asking them questions
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| You become so hurt it lead to massive aggression
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| When it get so bad you’ll get to cocking a weapon
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| You’ll get so mad you’ll get to blocking your blessings |
| Nobody taught me so i had to learn
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| How to deal with certain things instead of acting hurt
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| Yeah lot of things that I hadn’t heard
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| Which made it hard for me to focus and get back to work (Woo)
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| Ahhhh shit about to bubble, somebody call the preacher I’m in trouble
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| Ahhhh tell my favorite uncle
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| Cause they bringing the war ready to rumble
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| Ahhhh they move us out the cut tho
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| But I ain’t movin, not a fuckin muscle
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| Ahhhh think I’m bout to tap-Out
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| But lil do they know we bout to pop-off
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| Ahhhhhhhhh…
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| It all started all started at Pio Pico with me amigos
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| Temper was hotter than jalapenos and tapatio
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| I wouldn’t listen to me madre should she would call me tio
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| She always thought I was lying should have called me lio
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| All the teachers asking question they was adding it up
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| Because they wanted explanations they was having enough
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| See all friends called me Bo Rai Cho came in class as a drunk
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| Hell nahh they couldn’t hold me down young nigga active as fuck
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| I’m having meetings and they trying figure out the issue |
| I’m acting out physically even tho the pain is mental
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| They say prescribing me medicine really makes it simple
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| But medicine it’s not to heal it’s never beneficial
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| Nobody taught me so i had to learn
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| How to deal with certain things instead of acting hurt
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| Yeah lot of things that I hadn’t heard
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| Which made it hard for me to focus and get back to work (Woo) |