| If a miracle, could save us from
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| The travesty, that we’ve become
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| If a million sons would stand as one
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| We will overcome, overcome
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| The whole world trippin', listen it’s still a cold world
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| The other day I had to bury my homegirl
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| Wrong place, caught one in her face
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| Plus her man’s on the run and couldn’t come to the wake
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| For Heaven’s sake, you pray God open the gate
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| In this modern day Sodom, that’s their only escape
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| 10 year olds are cold, no, they don’t hesitate
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| 2 up a G pack, he chose the whole 8
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| Catch a 5 to 10 sellin' 5's and 10's
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| And the police informer was your childhood friend
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| In the real world, gotta hustle for your dream
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| Extend your clips, fit the muzzle with the beam
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| For the love of cream, it’s nothin' but routine
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| Swing on the judge, take a couple for the team
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| He’s the young Capone, he grew up in a drug home
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| Stranded on the Ave with a blunt and his gun shown
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| Alive, seen things from the Godfather saga
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| A Martin Scorsese classic and I’m the author
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| Drama at the opera, crime story novel
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| Tuxedo suit and silencer on the nozzle
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| Meeting place scheduled at the Broadway musical
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| Bravo, we arrive in bulletproof limo
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| Shotgun, the underboss of our main source
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| Of interest, the black widow cocaine empress
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| A princess rich from her family’s inheritance
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| Now let’s talk business, begin by addressin' the bricks
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| That was missin' in the last shipment
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| At first, everything nice, everything routine
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| Jocks lining up the food, we blessed him with the cream
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| But on this day he wasn’t ready and my God sense keen
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| I noticed that his normal firm handshake shook
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| It wasn’t steady when he squeezed
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| He went from prince to a king out of a life of rubbish
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| Wearin' tailor-made suits, Sky Dwellers and clusters
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| To perfection, rags to riches, the evil’s done influenced
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| That pushed him off the edge, they said the greed made him do it
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| You’re my right hand, damn, he fucked the trust up
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| It’s ruined, niggas caught him slidin' on his belly
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| I’m grippin' on my hammer with the silencer twisted
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| Contemplatin' murder now, I’m 'bout to swerve on my biscuit
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| But it’s my man at the same time, I don’t wanna do him
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| He violated, broke a major code, bar what you stealin' now
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| It’s over, in the falls of Niagara, he was soakin'
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| With a shell case stuck in his head, they found him floatin'
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| Allah let me lay in your arms
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| Hold me like a newborn, sing to me the most sweetest song
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| The exalted, the most benevolent
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| The knower of all, keep me safe 'till I return back to your residence
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| This Earth, my place of birth
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| As time went through the ages it got worse
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| Sicknesses, beheadings in Syria
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| Ebola’s killin' my people, it’s gettin' scarier
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| Most foods ain’t even real, the chip is here
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| Deadly fluids bein' released, contracted through air
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| Dear God, it’s been a minute since I cried out
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| Since mama died, I never wild out
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| We need help like the phone’s 'bout to die out
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| Can you hear me? |
| Can you hear me now?
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| We need a miracle
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| Destroy the FDA for holdin' back cures so they can get paid |