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Onyx - Me
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Fredro Starr]
Just to let you know this is recorded
The day the World Trade Center 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 crying through my

Starr]
When I first heard the track it me cry
Brought tears to my eyes and I don't know why
My life nothing but anger and pain
Tatoos on the of my arm should explain
Blood, sweat and tears, ten years in the
So times all alone with the gat to my brain
It's me the world nigga, I feel the same
I'm "Ready to Die" too Big, I feel the
I'm America's nightmare - young, black and
Man, I'm paranoid, me wanna clap my bitch
A hundred miles an hour, rap my whip
God "Shit, where we going after this?"
I'ma thug, a thug til be stop
Til they pick me off the 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, that I'm takin them all
I'd die on my feet then live and crawl
My gun got powers the 48 Lords
The "Ghetto Superstar" die see my face on the wall, and forget 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
They thugged on the to hard, we was ejected
To the creator - was it you that moms pick Queens?
So her baby son race the world, when he created things?
Why her elders heard the sounds of sirens?
they ignored the divine guidance
Why was the time I was born
Turn it upside down the same thing
Why do I a M-16, and the 9?
Will I have to go out, 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 come ask me, to do something great?
To keep the fam strong and straight, help my brother's
And have sis and us, living on an estate
Do it big, or die trying - is my fate?

[Sticky
Who really cares, what the think about me?
If I die right now, is you coming me?
When I'm broke, who the hell got for me?
Can't even half the team running with me
I only know three people that'd for me
Break the sixth commandment, blood spill for me
Life and death - the only thing real for me
'cause I was born into the with a guilty plea
Now hit the fan, is you ridin with me?
When the whole watching, all eyes on me
on a stack of Bibles, testify for me
Look the judge 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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