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From the corners of street, in every hood and every I'm the of what could be, if you try If you try All the haters see A niggas in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, I die
One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall, you seen one ball you seen 'em all Even standup niggas 'em lean and crawl What makes a man wanna fiend for Life itself is more than a or a quest Intelligent wise, it's I done ran with the best And very rarely, you can catch me casually - I'm more in a hat and some sweats Doing me, been amongst some of the street's strongest men Around for months then gone again Incarcerated, penalized for the of they acts Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucing wit Where we at? hit of a life that's rarely exposed Spoken in for the killers that daily'll dose Get yours, hit a quota get indoors, get legit hit them stores
From the corners of street, in every hood and ghetto I'm the of what could be, if you try If you try All the haters see A life in misery But keep on doing me, 'til I die
So now on y'all, could see, I figured it out Only a few could say that been in my house And caroused at my wall color, blend with my I'm as low as you can go in the When too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate Some say I'm too street and way too wit the snakes What make a man that life, I'm twice his age Understand I'm a sinner but I'm nice some Knee deep in what I ''cause I spit the truth I become angelic when I sit in the Just a thought of all the ill sh*t lurk in streets How can another real nigga work wit police Bad you got thiefs and the beef is rough I took an oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and Knowledge of self, I'ma do this of wealth Regardless of how the deck and how the get dealth
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