| [00:24.620]Hold on... [lighter flicks up] |
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Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby |
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It'll get better... |
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Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style |
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When this whole beat drop we just gon' run it to em bet |
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It's all good, uhh |
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I never had much, ran with a bad bunch |
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Little skinny kid sneakin weed in my bag lunch |
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And all through Junior High, we was just gettin by |
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And drivebys robbed my homies of their young lives |
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I never did cry, and even though I had |
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pain in my heart, I was hopeless from the start |
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They couldn't tell me nothin, they all tried to help to help me |
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The marijuana had my mind gone it wasn't healthy |
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I travelled places, caught cases, what a ill year |
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I felt the pain and the rain but I'm still here |
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Never did like the police, let the whole world know |
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Now I gets no peace, cause they chasin me down |
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And facin me now, what do I do? |
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These thangs that a Thug goes through |
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And still I rise so keep ya head up, and make ya mind strong |
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It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on |
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To all the ladies in the place with style and grace |
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Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes |
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Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies? |
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The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me |
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The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me |
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Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin |
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But I just can't quit |
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Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with |
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Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not |
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Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot |
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Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed |
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Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy |
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No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's |
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C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players |
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Jump in the Rover and come over |
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tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree |
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Never a good day, cause in my hood they |
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let they AK's pump strays where the kids play |
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And every Halloween, check out the murder scene |
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Can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen |
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My homies dyin 'fore they get to see they birthdays |
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These is the worst days, sometimes it hurts to pray |
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And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth |
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I know that ain't the truth, sometimes I look for proof |
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I wonder if heaven got a ghetto, and if it does |
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Does it matter if you blood or you cuz |
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Remember how it was, the picnics and the parties in the projects |
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Small time drinkin gettin high with them armies |
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Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter |
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I'm dealin with the madness, raised by a single mother |
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I'm tryin to tell you when it's on |
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You gotta keep your head to the sky and be strong, most of all |
