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[Intro:
I how tough it is *gunshot*

Priest]
My life flashes, I'm years old, my face stares cold
At the pastor, as he up the robe
He a chapter, his voice is like, grabbin' my soul
The seeds turn blacker and it fades out slow
The hearing after, a whole brand new show
I laughter, it's my birthday, I'm eighteen years old
I'm on gates between Monroe, eight fiends and young
The flake dreams with gun blows, wake and blunt rose
Up, they lit it, some hit it, I'm
So much, that I can't see
flash, I'm in a fancy place
A waiter walks over, me a plate
I it to escape, but it's too late
I shoot my casket, my moms bastard
Ya'll who killed them, filled them with them lugers
Ruger, you God damn
But it's too late, I see the king in the New
I can the gates

[Chorus 2X:
keep on ticking
Stay focused, ain't no for politicking
Got to keep our young brothers out of
Every day, I dream it like a nation, listen

[Killah
Was this my fate, to be judged in place
Angels watchin' me, I step up to plead my
I see his face in black space, let me back space
Somethin' went front between that gat and my
Somethin' went wrong between the slow when they were clappin' my way
Is this the judgment, the place every thug has been
After gun fire, and slugs go in
Are you the chosen, or the one as the omen
The gates are open, I know where I'm going
Is this the place I was destined to come, I in the slums
to a bum, saw death pestilence and guns
I was born naked and young
Mouth open, slashin' off of cardboard, wettin' my tongue
We for the shepherd to come
I was called a monster, I was a
Crawlin' out the dumpster, toes were bloody, clothes we
Eyes were crummy, peeped to the skies me
Cried I'm ugly, found out this life don't me
by the country, paralyzed in my one knee
Talked to the most high, Priest, hug me, real,

2X]

[Interlude:
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Priesthood, Murda
G-13, poppin', oh, no, no, no
No, real, it's real
real, just sing it when it's real
It's real, it's real, real, it's real

2X]