| You’re not promised tomorrow
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| (You know what I’m saying)
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| We are living by the bottle
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| (The pages of life turn every day)
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| Be careful what you follow
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| (Word up, check this one)
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| Guns, clips, carried by cliques, eighty six
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| Same shit nine six the old and young switch
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| Poor verses rich, wars and conflicts hit
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| Politics get rich off the Bloods and the Crips
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| Slaves shoot slaves, modern day Egypt
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| Brooklyn convicts is conned to be vic’d
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| Harassed by the cops from up the block precinct
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| Fugitives forever they choose to live together
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| Scheme to get cheddar from anybody living better
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| However, the money getters follow trend setters
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| Wit black 9 Berettas now they writing jail letters
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| Government give us guns so we go and kill each other
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| Handmade drugs destroy our sisters and our brothers
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| Some turn thieves defeat their seeds and their mothers
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| Undercover cops under the cover sell Glocks
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| A free box of shell if you miss any shots
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| Crack spots and hell only stops burn cells
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| Pale horses, evil forces, crime bosses
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| Weak mind double-crossers cause mic forces
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| If it don’t fit don’t force it
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| Can’t mix the nine wit the Caucus
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| Picture the ocean without the saltness
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| Killas without the forfeit
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| There’s no time without me sixty be the last sec you’ll see
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| Another chance to breathe so save it for some ease
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| Cause it be a lot of y’all taking in war with no grease
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| I never seen a time to be so easy for a real O. G
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| Can’t forget Ol' D, 60 Sec back on the set killing spree
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| It’s been a long time
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| No here from, check it for the well elected
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| Fans know I’m blessed (power moves) yo, come and fear some
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| Those with an ear let em hear something
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| No more light for a fake to live none
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| Here’s one, careers done, here come
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| The analytical, political, non-superstitial
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| Biochemical blast the earth by storm words I bomb
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| For Korans holy Bible, the archer rival
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| The coming of the Noahs, Mahadis, Messiahs
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| The street vibers, the burning of all MC’s by the fire
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| The great instead of poles up for hire
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| The Putnam Avenue shotgun
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| Up they do run run run they do run run
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| Now my niggas around the way F.A. rock
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| To the far rock run sews up the block
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| Full of bums, get up the sucker trapped
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| This ain’t Halloween take off the mask
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| Lot of chumps faking jacks
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| Anty up the money put it in the pot
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| I wanna see all this trife
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| Or are niggas gonna get blast fast
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| No hesitation cause I’m on probation
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| Niggas think I got loot to be taken
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| I’m in for the making
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| Mouthpiece retained so there’ll be no vacation
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| Warning warning a word for the snaking
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| You’re not promised tomorrow
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| (Word up yo, people dying everyday)
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| We are living in a bottle
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| (Drugs and gun play)
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| Be careful what you follow
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| (Open your eyes kid)
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| We got four individuals
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| Each member come together just drop a jewel
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| Each member come together just drop a jewel
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| It was my third day in Supreme court, accused as a murder suspect
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| Caught me blazing wit Tomalin in Gowanus projects
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| A young fugitive soldier but still sober ill
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| Over the hill still, punch a cobra in his grill
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| Snitches and bitches I reveal, soon to make the devil kneel
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| Writing his will for what, for how he got a sway pill
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| That’ll be the day that my skills enhance
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| Strengthen my stance no longer taking the world by chance
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| Only got one life to live, so I create, make, then give
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| Keep it active rolling massive intelligent
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| As the days went blood stains still remain on the pavements
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| Spear razor sharp, another adolescent shot
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| Corrupted cops, yo this shit gotta stop
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| Word up man, shit gotta stop man
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| (You're not promised tomorrow)
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| Niggas is dying everyday
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| (We are living in a bottle)
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| When are you going to realize man
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| This shit is for real out here man
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| Word up man niggas got to keep their eyes open man
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| Keep your head above water
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| (Be careful what you follow)
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| Because you know why man?
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| We all we got
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| Thats my word man
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| Y’all niggas don’t realize it man
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| We all gon burn in the motherfucking fire man
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| Thats word up man
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| Peace to all my brethrens |