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

Don't wanna be statistic
(No matter what come our way)
(No how much they're trying to keep us down)
(Nothing should us from being victorious)
(We fight)
Don't be another statistic
(We never give up)
(We never 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
While Emmett beat and killed and gouged like a fruit
Reason why them unattainable as a youth
And fuck the government 'cause they trying to disguise
I send my prayers out to
Not enough graduations but too crimes
Pay attention as a parent gotta 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 amount to nothing
Funny, I made a out of 10 cents (Word)
wanna be another statistic (Preach)

(We refuse to be a of our environment)
(We refuse to be on)
(We gotta stand for something, or 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!)
Don't be another statistic
statistic

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 sermon
Just watch the people that meet and greet ya' some aren't
Some friends friends, they dirty need some detergent
So many tragedies around the world, I'm urgent
I'm just trying to become a and serve a purpose
Nobody's perfect, I'm still sinning have mercy
we killing our own people
Boston Massachusetts 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!)
Don't wanna be another
(The pain, the hunger the struggle, never go unnoticed
(We are future, the strength, the of the nation)
Don't wanna be another
statistic
Don't wanna be another