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Circumstances made me what I am |
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Was I born a violent man |
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Circumstances made me what I am |
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Everyone should understand |
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Circumstances made me what I am |
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Was I born a violent man |
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Circumstances made me what I am |
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Everyone should know |
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Verse 1 |
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May sound strange, might sound foolish |
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But things ain't getting better |
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Everyday another fall victim to the beretter |
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Why is there so much violence |
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Killing we one another |
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Let us learn to live and let that light shine brighter |
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Bad influence through influence the youth dem get slaughter |
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As bad as badman use to be |
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Dem respect dI father |
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is like no eyes no realize seh |
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Times get harder |
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MI talk all night with all mI might |
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But still is laughter |
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Circumstances made me what I am |
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Was I born a violent man |
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Circimstances made me what I am |
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And everyone should know |
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Verse 2 |
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Him say, when I try to cope |
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Tell mI self there is hope |
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It seems like the biggest joke |
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Eh eh, |
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And as I put down the gun |
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Still dollars must run |
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All now employment can't come |
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Have mI a jam and a cool |
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Want go back in a school |
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The system lick mI |
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There's no hope for those |
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Who have not from the slum |
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Take dI little much we have |
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Still hunting we down |
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I beg unu show some love |
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Unu wI get back, he replied |
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Circumstances made me what I am |
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Was I born a violent man |
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Circimstances made me what I am |
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And everyone should know |
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Verse 3 |
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Well a no little cry |
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Mama cry, papa cry too |
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She warn the bwoy wth all heart |
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And that couldn't do |
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Now dem find him dead with a smith and wesson |
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Six weeks and change |
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Now mi hear him missing |
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Why so much violence, too much violence |
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It hurts my soul and I won't keep silent |
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Circumstances made me what I am |
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That was his reply I cry |
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Circumstances made me what I am |
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Everyone should know |
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Repeat verse 1 |
