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Yeah, I was on corner, tryna get my coins up
run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner
White man kill a man, they never report us
man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up
Mama she was sour, on the Absolut
niggas brainwashed, they just wanna rap and hoop
Could've been a until they came and shackled you
Felons on your records so them jobs ain't gettin' at you
Them kids ain't eat yet, so you can't even yet
That's the only we ever saw, we repeat that
was playing ball, fouled him hard, said I'd be back
Broad day, threw his life away, soon as he
Gave that boy a life sentence, his momma relapse
Damn, they understand
Comin' the bottom, it's so hard to make a plan
Know them beefin', they let it get out of hand
OGs told us nothin' in advance
niggas killing young niggas, shit is like the Klan, I said
Told my young nigga, "You the man," I
You wanna end up like my man Ahmed
Praying five a day, prostration on his head
Screamin' Lord that he don't make it to the feds
Caught up in the system, visit from his
Talkin' 'bout all these niggas, how they ain't even him
Said they ride or die, but it ain't even in 'em
Always postin' on the 'Gram, but hey sendin' pictures
Never answer when you call, but for them bitches
Got you thinking twice, damn I should've been a
Dismantle my business, just telling my
All guns, no glory, been going on me
We in the '40s, still slaves in the present
No for Christmas, ain't get us no presents
Only made us evil, made us hungry, made us
Youngin' in the 9th grade, he got a and Wesson
Grew up the goons, now he need protection
He dropped outta school, he got arrested
Lord with a blessing, I just hope he learned his
They us, if we go to jail, we would be respected
They told us, if we a sale, we would run a check in
Threw a rock out in field, and got intercepted
He stumbled, he fumbled, y'all just rumble
told you to hustle, them niggas don't love you

Young American, (na na)
Wanna live like the skin, (na na)
to the paradigm, (na na)
Occupied on Marilyn, (na na)
The prophecies of the nigga, no church
My uncles said stop bitching nigga, no
It's kinda crazy another world on the other side of town
Pastor up in that Rolls
Pullin' up in Holy Ghost
Preaching, while niggas dying by the Bible
The destruction, the
The obstruction of my
My prayers, my
Will be the same

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