| Ooh, no, no, no
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| Yeah, bloodstains dripping from my eyes
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| Pain got me lookin' to the sky
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| Ayy, Streetrunner, you know the history
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| Blood’s thicker than water
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| The best rapper alive, ain’t up for debate
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| 'Cause every time you challenge the throne, niggas hate
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| Just like your neighborhood, niggas smile when they in your face
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| Conspire behind your back and then show up to your wake
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| That shit fake, whatever it takes, you gotta defeat those odds
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| And don’t trust nobody on this Earth except your mama and God
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| Niggas show they true colors, you don’t even ask why
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| 'Cause niggas always watch you cook, they want a slice of your pie
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| Leave 'em surprised, keep your eye on the prize and aim for the sky
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| You was born by yourself and that’s the way you gon' die
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| Get the fuck up off your ass and stop wastin' your time
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| Don’t get discouraged by no mountain, that shit easy to climb
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| You gotta do it at your own pace just like I tell my son
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| I can’t do this shit for you, bro, you gotta win your own race
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| Stop walkin' around this mansion with the long face
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| Look at everything your daddy accomplished when you low on faith
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| And remember, the real see through the fake
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| You gotta grind through this shit, you do whatever it takes
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| You gotta take care of who you love, give your mama continuous hugs
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| Stop havin' all these expectations from people who ain’t your blood
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| Yeah, bloodstains drippin' from my eyes (My eyes)
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| Pain got me lookin' to the sky
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| Lord, why? |
| Oh why, oh why?
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| Oh why, oh, why?
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| Oh why? |
| Oh (Yeah)
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| Blood’s thicker than water
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| Yeah, spend my whole life tryin' not to die (My whole life)
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| Only time that I feel alive
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| When I look in your eyes
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| I know life ain’t easy, I know death is hard
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| I know pain, I been to funerals, seen families scarred
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| Look at my skin, all these tattoos, bullet wounds, and scars
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| Can’t nobody tell me shit, I used to sleep in my car
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| I know that life ain’t easy, I know death is hard
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| I know tears can sometimes drown a broken heart
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| I know it’s hard to make it up when you was down from the start
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| I know I ain’t goin' back, already came too far
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| Life ain’t easy, it ain’t supposed to be
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| Ain’t none of you niggas gon' fuck over me
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| I walk with God and I’ma stay clutchin' these rosaries
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| You ain’t gotta be on my side, I keep a Glock 9 close to me
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| Bulletproof Rolls the color of a coca leaf
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| AK-47 under my chauffeur seat
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| They killin' niggas in Compton, some of y’all hope it’s me
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| That thought alone make niggas paranoid, so watch how you approachin' me
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| Yeah, bloodstains drippin' from my eyes (My eyes)
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| Pain got me lookin' to the sky
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| Oh why, oh why?
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| Oh why, oh, why?
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| Oh why? |
| Oh (Yeah)
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| Yeah, spend my whole life tryin' not to die
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| Only time that I feel alive
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| When I look in your eyes |