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I know how it feel to wake up up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to People look at you like the user Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser But they don't know about stress-filled day Baby on the way mad to pay why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish, I I was just like you Smokin blunts my crew, flippin over 62's Cause G-E-D, B-I-G I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my hate me She was forced to me out, no doubt I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power Glock nineteen for casket and flower for chumps tryin to my flow And what they don't know will on the autopsy to see Papi, to cop me a brick Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to it mad Newport's cause I'm due in court for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York Catch me if you can like the Man You better your gat in hand, cause man ( you betta have your gat in hand man )
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Our lifestyles be captioned addicted to fatal Pictures of actions be back in the of mashin' No fairy for this young black male Some see me stranded in this of hell, jail, and crack sales Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the repercutions while on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures Why shed Save your sympathy My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe If you believe you can achieve Just at me Against all odds, though life is hard we on Livin' in the projects, broke with no on To all the seeds that me protect your Born less, but you still precious
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I had the plan I'm in the on my way to Maryland with my man to take over this projects They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs And when he to bust he like to ask, Who's next? At last, I'm literally black Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks See who got smoked, what was spread I heard I was dead
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(talking) It's a funny thing i realized how powerful 2pac and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong yo i kno him we two individual we waged a coastal beef but tho we were going thru our drama i would never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac