| I done seen too many real niggas loose
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| And let this bitch niggas beat me
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| Got that from Pac
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| It feel the same way when I drop
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| Like God is with us now
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| Less a nigga try to trick back to the penitentiary sit me down
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| But I ain’t goin for that, I ain’t going back for, them are my words right now
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| Cause truthfully what do we got
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| Just a couple of niggas getting hot off club songs, wearing thongs,
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| on drugs now am I wrong
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| Dust of dawn I’ll be the same some say I am possess
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| Now understand the pain of my chest but Trouble is bless
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| By my heavenly father to walk this earth
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| And spread the word by people you suppose to
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| Doing the shit that hurts the most
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| He told me judge ye judge ye not
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| But how can I not when its men with wives
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| Sticking they dicks in niggas on the side
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| Just spreading the fire
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| Making it worst
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| The worlds hearse
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| So ready to die
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| The attitude I’ve had from birth
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| Momma by my side
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| No pops, black as my godfather
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| So his lessons I provide
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| This the word to the wise
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| It’s time
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| It’s time
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| It’s time
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| It’s time
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| It’s time
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| It’s time
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| It’s time
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| It’s time
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| You may slipping, failing You can’t get up
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| But it’s your decision if you move or gone be stuck
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| Don’t trust to many niggas with money cause niggas tuck
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| Counting it up And don’t be the same amount of buck
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| That’s suppose to be there, then they looking like whats wrong
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| Knowing exactly whats wrong cause they plotted along
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| Just the other day said fam I’ll never cheat ya
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| Said yes when asked them Am I my brothers keeper
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| Treat a bitch like she deserve to be treated
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| So I’mma call you dirty slut
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| If you don’t do nothing but fuck
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| On a daily bases
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| No I’m not racist but its real and it’s still alive
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| One stay right next door to my crib
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| I’ll tell you how it is
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| It be white folks on the curve asking for a dollar
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| If they was rich and you was black wouldn’t even holla
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| So acknowledge it for that fact
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| I represent for the trill
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| Edgewood on my back
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| That’s just the way I live |