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[Intro:
I know how tough it is

[Killah
My life flashes, I'm years old, my face stares cold
At the pastor, as he picks up the
He reads a chapter, his voice is like, grabbin' my
The turn blacker and finally it fades out slow
The hearing after, a whole brand new show
I hear laughter, 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, hit it, I'm drunk
So much, that I can't see
Another flash, I'm in a place
A waiter walks over, hands me a
I it to escape, but it's too late
I shoot my casket, my moms screamin'
know who killed them, filled them with them lugers
Ruger, you God hoodlums
But it's too late, I see the king in the New
I can touch the

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Time keep on
Stay focused, ain't no for politicking
Got to keep our young brothers out of
Every day, I it feels like a nation, listen

[Killah
Was this my fate, to be judged in place
Angels watchin' me, I up to plead my case
I see his face in black space, let me back space
Somethin' front between that gat and my waste
Somethin' went wrong between the slow reaction when were clappin' my way
Is the judgment, the place where every thug has been
hearin' 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 the place I was destined to come, I slept in the slums
Next to a bum, saw death and guns
I was born naked and young
Mouth open, rings off of cardboard, wettin' my tongue
We prayed for the shepherd to
I was called a monster, I was a
Crawlin' out the dumpster, were bloody, clothes we muddy
Eyes crummy, peeped to the skies above me
I'm ugly, found out this life don't love me
Despised by the country, in my one knee
to the most high, Priest, hug me, real, real

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

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