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Onyx - Me
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[Intro: Starr]
Just to let you know is recorded 9/11/2001
The day the Trade Center blows up
is real, son
Shit hit home, kid, up
you can feel this

Hope you can me
(Hope you can me)
So much insii-ii-iide
you can hear me
I'm through my heart

Starr]
When I first heard the it made me cry
tears to my eyes and I don't even know why
My life ain't nothing but anger and
Tatoos on the of my arm should explain
Blood, and tears, ten years in the game
So many times all with the gat to my brain
It's me against the nigga, I feel the same
I'm "Ready to Die" too Big, I the same
I'm America's nightmare - young, and rich
Man, I'm paranoid, me wanna clap my bitch
A hundred miles an hour, wanna rap my
Asking God "Shit, where we going this?"
I'ma thug, a thug til be stop
Til they me off the street nigga, murdered a shot
My wars, my words, the only thing I got
And I live by the gun and I die by the
16 shots, fuck that I'm takin all
I'd rather die on my feet live and crawl
My gun got powers the 48 Lords
The "Ghetto Superstar" die see my face on the wall, and don't me

Growing up in Brooklyn, times was 'cause...
as we was it couldn't get no tougher
On my ave. of us was not blood
But as kids we shared that block
But that faded, my brother's got arrested
thugged on the block to hard, we was ejected
To the creator - was it you that made moms Queens?
So her baby son could race the world, he created things?
Why her elders heard the sounds of sirens?
they ignored the divine guidance
Why was the time I was 9/16?
Turn it upside down it's the thing
Why do I a M-16, and the 9?
Will I have to go out, blazing one at a
When you took baby carriage, in the early stage
Was he too ill for this world, and you made a
Did he come back ask me, to do great?
To keep the fam strong and straight, help my brother's
And have baby sis and us, on an estate
Do it big, or die trying - is my fate?

[Sticky
Who cares, what the world think about me?
If I die now, is you coming with me?
When I'm broke, who the got money for me?
Can't even trust half the running with me
I only know three people kill for me
the sixth commandment, make blood spill for me
Life and - the only thing that's real for me
'cause I was born into the with a guilty plea
Now shit hit the fan, is you with me?
When the whole watching, all eyes on me
Swear on a of Bibles, testify for me
Look the dead in the face and lie for me
If I go to prison, who gon do my for me?
the revolution, get the chair, fry with me
Go out in a of glory, guns to the sky with me
I'm all in this world, all I got is me

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