| Have you ever lost a friend in the wind?
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| Feeling all dead from within
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| You was like my evil twin, yo
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| We used to gamble in the back of the classroom
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| We was the class goons
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| But you always was moving so fast
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| Soon, show me all kinds of guns
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| Trade the black for the chrome one
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| And if I needed bullets, you would let me hold some
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| You was one of them niggas that show fear to no one
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| Having hope that change gon' come
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| Sometimes I wonder why the game so numb
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| When we kill each other, it’s equivalent to a black man being hung
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| 'Cause that’s the plan for us niggas, we so dumb
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| But to me, my brothers are scholars
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| My brothers can build if we get the proper knowledge
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| I’m not talking 'bout that knowledge that you get from college
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| They got they hand in our wallet while my homies get demolished
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| Why they got me struggling stuck in the game?
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| Why don’t some things change?
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| And why I gotta go through so much pain?
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| I ask why do we all dream of this stupid thing called fame?
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| Why they got me struggling stuck in the game?
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| Why don’t some things change?
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| And why I gotta go through so much pain?
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| I ask why do we all dream of this stupid thing called fame?
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| Yo, after you pass
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| Your mother was so strong she asked me why I was mad
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| It was hard to laugh
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| Out of respect of her I couldn’t even be that sad
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| Straight up
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| Going too soon, I couldn’t even see it
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| When I got the word I literally couldn’t believe it
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| Crazy how events turn
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| Thinking, flicking my weed ashes
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| I let that bitch burn
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| I feel the weight of the world
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| That’s why we rock chains and furs
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| Just to make us feel like somebody
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| Sometimes I feel like catching bodies
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| Why they take my nigga away?
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| But life goes on so we gon' be okay
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| But still I feel it shouldn’t have to be this way
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| I’ma carry on tradition in a significant way
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| And kill anything that’s tryna get in my way
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| Why they got me struggling stuck in the game?
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| Why don’t some things change?
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| And why I gotta go through so much pain?
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| I ask why do we all dream of this stupid thing called fame?
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| Why they got me struggling stuck in the game?
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| Why don’t some things change?
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| And why I gotta go through so much pain?
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| I ask why do we all dream of this stupid thing called fame? |