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[Intro:
I how tough it is *gunshot*

[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, my soul
The seeds turn blacker and finally it out slow
The hearing after, a whole brand new screen
I hear laughter, it's my birthday, I'm years old
I'm on between Monroe, eight fiends and young hoes
The flake dreams with gun blows, wake screams and blunt
Up, they lit it, hit it, I'm drunk
So much, that I can't see
flash, I'm in a fancy place
A waiter over, hands me a plate
I it to escape, but it's too late
I my casket, my moms screamin' bastard
Ya'll know who killed them, filled them them lugers
Ruger, you God damn
But too late, I see the king in the New Jerusalem
I can the gates

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

Priest]
Was my fate, to be judged in this place
Angels watchin' me, I step up to plead my
I see his face in black space, okay let me back
Somethin' front between that gat and my waste
went wrong between the slow reaction when they were clappin' my way
Is the judgment, the place where 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 wanna where I'm going
Is this the place I was destined to come, I slept in the
Next to a bum, saw death pestilence and
I was born cold and young
Mouth open, slashin' off of cardboard, wettin' my tongue
We for the shepherd to come
I was a monster, I was a youngster
Crawlin' out the dumpster, toes were bloody, clothes we
Eyes were crummy, peeped to the above me
Cried I'm ugly, out this life don't love me
Despised by the country, paralyzed in my one
Talked to the most high, Priest, hug me, 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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