wakin up everymorn, where the evil is spawned.
where we slang all we get, where MY people are born
Walkin the streets, to the corner, very same since I rose
Through the game, which all started with a sniff of a nose
at the caine, all the pain, is averted through stealing.
Momma begged to stop slangin, I went back to the dealing.
Doesnt know its what pays for the food in our meals and,
Under that sad smile on her face, shes reeling.
But Im still, man. still gang, banging with thugs, who
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But fuck fools, I'll keep listening, slangin till I go
This is my life, theres just nothing else, ya know?

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