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

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

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

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

Uh, niggas getting murdered with burners few in the
Jot it in my journal why killers are so
I on preachin' defeat the demons in every sermon
Just watch the people that meet and greet ya' some worthy
friends aren't 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 still sinning have mercy
While we killing our own
Boston Massachusetts by some thrill seekers
It's so tragic, many perished I could barely witness
Don't wanna be statistic (pray)

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