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Onyx - Me
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Fredro Starr]
Just to let you know this is recorded
The day the Trade Center blows up
is real, son
Shit hit home, kid, up
Hope you can this

Hope you can me
(Hope you can me)
So much pain
you can hear me
I'm through my heart

[Fredro
When I first heard the it made me cry
Brought tears to my eyes and I even know why
My ain't nothing but anger and pain
Tatoos on the back of my arm explain
Blood, and tears, ten years in the game
So times all alone 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, black and
Man, I'm paranoid, make me wanna my bitch
A hundred an hour, wanna rap my whip
Asking God "Shit, where we going this?"
thug, a thug til heart 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 them all
I'd rather die on my then live and crawl
My gun got like the 48 Lords
The "Ghetto Superstar" die see my face on the wall, and forget me

Growing up in Brooklyn, was rough 'cause...
Poor as we was it get no tougher
On my ave. of us was not blood
But as kids we shared that block
But that faded, when my brother's got
They on the block to hard, we was ejected
To the - was it you that made moms pick Queens?
So her baby son could race the world, he created things?
Why her elders always heard the sounds of
Plus they ignored the guidance
Why was the I was born 9/16?
Turn it upside down it's the same
Why do I a M-16, and the 9?
Will I to go out, blazing one at a time?
When you took moms baby carriage, in the early
Was he too ill for this world, and you a mistake?
Did he back ask me, to do something great?
To keep the fam and straight, help my brother's escape?
And baby sis and us, living on an estate
Do it big, or die - is that my fate?

[Sticky
Who really cares, what the world think me?
If I die now, is you coming with me?
When I'm broke, who the got money for me?
Can't even trust the team running with me
I only know three people that'd for me
Break the commandment, make blood spill for me
and death - the only thing that's real for me
'cause I was born into the world with a plea
Now shit hit the fan, is you ridin me?
When the whole watching, all eyes on me
Swear on a stack of Bibles, for me
the judge 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 blaze of glory, to the sky with me
I'm all in this world, all I got is me

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Hope you can me...