| This can’t be my life
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| Broke, struggling in the streets
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| I know one day I’m gon shine
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| Like a star in the sky
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| Like a star in the sky
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| Dear lord, I was born to be a star
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| Raised in the projects, even though my moms was at the bar
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| I’m so gifted, I tought myself how to draw, read comic books
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| Screaming dear lord, I know this can’t be life
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| Every night I’m eating beans and rice
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| My shoes holy, and my jeans is tights
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| I see the broke man blues, but still believe in rights
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| We go to church every Sunday
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| Me and my grandma, she would say th lord would come and save us one day
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| But thn it’s back to the gunplay
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| In the ghetto where the first and 15 like a birthday
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| Cause that’s the day we got payed
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| My mama was a crackhead, so it got blazed
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| Kept going to church, but grandma got saved
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| And pray for the day me and my family got payed
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| This can’t be my life
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| Broke, struggling in the streets
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| I know one day I’m gon shine
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| Like a star in the sky
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| Like a star in the sky
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| Mama, why the other kids get to ride a bike?
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| I had to build a gold car out of wood, we was so broke, I couldn’t buy a bike
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| The front had rollerskating wheels, a string to stear
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| The back was big training wheels
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| And my seat was a milk crate
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| My break was my shoes, that’s why my heels scraped
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| Just hoping that my mama had a meal made
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| But she smoked out, I had to eat at my folks' house
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| Thank god for friends, cause if I didn’t have 'em, I’d be eating out of garbage
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| cans
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| I put it all in the father’s hands, cause when I’m starving man, he let me eat,
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| so it’s part of the plan
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| I just apreashate I got clothes
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| Even though they got holes
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| I was in motels eating on the hot stove
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| Being broke will make you go berserk
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| Think I’m lieing? |
| I was crying when I wrote this verse
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| True story
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| This can’t be my life
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| Broke, struggling in the streets
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| I know one day I’m gon shine
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| Like a star in the sky
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| Like a star in the sky
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| Daddy, why you never go to work?
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| When they giving out buter and free cheese, the only time my mother go to church
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| It’s sad, but my family was poor
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| Now we sleeping in the ally outside of the store
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| Lord, how could we get evicted?
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| From section 8, but mama was addicted, kept spending with them heavyweights
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| My dad stayed locked up, he was a pusher, so my only choice was move with my
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| grandma or my sister
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| Me and my little sister had different
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| She so she moved with her father
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| Damb, me and my sisters all seperated
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| And my family spent the check on theyself, hated
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| Make a youngster wanna run away
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| Commit suicide, a voice inside told me put the gun away
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| It brought a tear to my eye
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| Lord let me survive
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| Cause Imma shine like a star in the sky
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| This can’t be my life
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| Broke, struggling in the streets
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| I know one day I’m gon shine
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| Like a star in the sky
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| Like a star in the sky |