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I know how it feel to wake up up Pockets as hell, another rock to sell People at you like youse the user Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha But they don't know about your day on the way mad bills to pay That's why you drink so you can reminisce and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit I remember I was like you blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's Cause G-E-D, wasn't I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my hate me She was forced to kick me out, no Then I figured out licks went for twenty down Packed up my tools for my raw power nineteen for casket and flower moves for chumps tryin to stop my And they don't know will show on the autopsy Went to see Papi, to cop me a for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it Smoking mad Newport's I'm due in court for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New Catch me if you can like the Man You better have gat in hand, cause man ( you betta have gat in hand cause man )
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Our lifestyles be close addicted to attractions Pictures of be played back in the of mashin' No fairy tales for this young male Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack sales Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the repercutions while on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes, cars and bitches Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures Why shed tears? Save your My childhood years were spent buryin' my in the cemetary a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe If you believe then you can Just at me Against all odds, though life is we carry on Livin' in the projects, broke with no on To all the seeds follow me protect your Born with less, but you still
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I had the master I'm in the on my way to Maryland with my man to take over this projects They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs And when he start to bust he like to ask, Who's At last, I'm loungin black back, countin double digit thousand stacks See who got smoked, rumors was spread Last I heard I was
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(talking) It's a funny thing i realized how powerful 2pac and i was u kno what i'm cuz pac is a strong dude yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal beef but even tho we were going our drama i would never wish death on cuz there aint no comin bac