| It’s that deep deep story man
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| Uh-huh
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| About a child that don’t have a voice no more
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| Justice for junior
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| You know, but we got you
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| It’s for everybody that felt it in their soul like i did
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| If you got kids i know you felt this one
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| Wrong time, wrong place
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| Wrong child, wrong face
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| They ran 'em down in the store it wasn’t a long chase
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| Five grown men against one kid, so they had 'em
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| Grabbed 'em, dragged 'em out the door where they stabbed 'em
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| Aw, it’s hard to fathom he was callin' for help
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| People all around but he was all by himself
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| And no one did shit and it makes me sick
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| You had time to make the videos and take them pics
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| When the kids gettin' killed, that’s the stuff you ain’t do
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| So if you watch the shit happen it’s fuck you too
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| From the bottom of my heart i mean that
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| Lord knows if i was there i would’ve squeezed that, believe that
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| All i know is now he’s happy where he’s going to
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| I’m prayin' for your mom i can’t imagine what she’s going through
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| Tears are drippin' on this track that i’m flowing to
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| Just share those close to you, like your suppose to do
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| And these killers won’t do good on 'em bids
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| Take a life and get more time it is what it is
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| Get that justice for Junior
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| Give 'em the bids
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| Scarface i already told y’all no women and kids
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| The way the devil’s takin' lives like they on sale
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| This deadly path of the destruction leaves a long trail
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| The way that i feel i thinkin' that God’s failed
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| I don’t know it must be this bronze tail, for real
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| Don’t ask why i’m stressed out
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| 'cause his killers are still breathin'
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| A little innocent kid got X’d out
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| Don’t let them walk those jails with their chest out
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| Snatch their soul’s away, God can sort the rest out
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| Whoaaaaa-ouuuuu
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| Are angels up in heaven
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| When the devils run the streets
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| The world goes down and down and down
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| Where is the love
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| Where’s the justice
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| For those that fallin'
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| 'cause karma comes 'round and 'round and 'round
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| Yo'
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| It’s a story about a child in the grave and in the sand
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| Twenty needed help most no one gave 'em their hand
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| You rather take the videos to play for the 'gram
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| What goes around comes around like the blades on a fan
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| The whole world watched your expiration
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| There’s a lot going on, tears and devastation
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| The store’s closed, cops are under investgation
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| I’m just prayin' your soul reaches it’s destination
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| Another pain verse, my heart’s heavy, brain hurts
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| He was just a baby, it’s crazy, it’s gettin' worse
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| We sendin' love from Toronto we got the same curse
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| It’s been always bad but lately it’s gettin' way worse
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| No where’s safe, everywhere is a gang turf
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| I’ve been to five different funerals in the same church
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| You heard that it’s real, it wasn’t a rumor
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| I got three words Justice For Junior
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| Don’t ask why i’m stressed out
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| 'cause his killers are still breathin'
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| A little innocent kid got X’d out
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| Don’t let them walk those jails with their chest out
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| Snatch their soul’s away, God can sort the rest out
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| Whoaaaaa-ouuuuu
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| Are angels up in heaven
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| When the devils run the streets
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| The world goes down and down and down
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| Where is the love
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| Where’s the justice
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| For those that fallin'
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| 'cause karma comes 'round and 'round and 'round
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| Don’t ask why i’m stressed out
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| 'cause his killers are still breathin'
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| A little innocent kid got X’d out
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| Don’t let them walk those jails with their chest out
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| Snatch their soul’s away, God can sort the rest out
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| So where is the love
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| Where’s the justice
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| For those that fallin'
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| 'cause karma comes 'round and 'round and 'round |