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[Intro:
I know how tough it is

[Killah
My life flashes, I'm eight years old, my face cold
At the pastor, as he up the robe
He reads a chapter, his voice is like, grabbin' my
The seeds blacker and finally it fades out slow
The hearing after, a whole brand new show
I hear laughter, it's my birthday, I'm years old
I'm on gates between Monroe, eight fiends and young
The flake dreams with gun blows, wake screams and rose
Up, lit it, some hit it, I'm drunk
So much, I can't see straight
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 bastard
Ya'll know who killed them, filled them with lugers
Ruger, you God damn
But it's too late, I see the king in the New
I can the gates

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

[Killah
Was this my fate, to be judged in this
Angels watchin' me, I step up to plead my
I see his in black space, okay let me back space
went front between that gat and my waste
Somethin' went wrong between the slow reaction when they were 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 known as the
The gates are open, I wanna where I'm going
Is this the place I was to come, I slept in the slums
Next to a bum, saw pestilence and guns
I was born cold naked and
Mouth open, slashin' off of cardboard, wettin' my tongue
We prayed for the to come
I was a monster, I was a youngster
out the dumpster, toes were bloody, clothes we muddy
Eyes were crummy, peeped to the above me
Cried I'm ugly, found out this don't love me
by the country, paralyzed in my one knee
Talked to the high, Priest, hug me, real, real

2X]

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

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