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statistic, nah
Uh I just wanna live in Gods cubicle, far from Lucifer
Not a slave, gold chains compliment the much
see me crucified, police are the crucifers
Shoot us up and dig a ditch, this ain't new to us
Murders happen day, kids on their merry way
Dyin' before 21, bullets never had a name
God bless Martin I'm in my hoodie
innocent young brother who met a bully
Man this poor is fucked up
times, tough luck
Section 80, food stamps, jobs never us
I'm just tryna' fulfill my

Don't wanna be another
(No matter obstacles come our way)
(No how much they're trying to keep us down)
(Nothing should us from being victorious)
(We fight)
wanna be another statistic
(We never give up)
(We will give in)
(We shall take it to the top)
(Nobody could us down, I say nobody)
Don't wanna be statistic
statistic, my, uh

Martin Luther King had a and my niggas do too
Emmett Till beat and killed and gouged like a fruit
Reason why them unattainable as a youth
And fuck the government 'cause trying to disguise truth
I send my out to mankind
Not graduations but too many crimes
Pay attention as a gotta peep the signs
Feeling like a is corny so they keep a nine
Lord bless em' got me stressin' while I'm mine
See in the hood people think you won't to nothing
Funny, I a million out of 10 cents (Word)
Don't be another statistic (Preach)

(We refuse to be a of our environment)
(We refuse to be on)
(We stand for something, or we'll fall for anything)
(Stand up!) wanna be another statistic
(Whats all the we been through its now)
(It's time we as one)
(Stand up for one another, we not lose!)
wanna be another statistic
Another

Uh, niggas getting with burners few in the sternum
Jot it in my journal why are so determined
I keep on preachin' defeat the demons in every
Just watch the that meet and greet ya' some aren't worthy
Some friends friends, they dirty need some detergent
So tragedies around the world, I'm praying urgent
I'm just trying to become a and serve a purpose
Nobody's perfect, I'm sinning just have mercy
we killing our own people
Boston bombed by some thrill seekers
It's just so tragic, many perished I barely witness
Don't wanna be another (pray)

(From the of the streets)
(To the of the ghetto)
(Owe us our cries)
(Hear our cry!)
wanna be another statistic
(The pain, the hunger the struggle, will go unnoticed
(We are future, the strength, the of the nation)
wanna be another statistic
Another
Don't wanna be statistic