| Yeah. |
| One time. |
| Man, I need to let you know, man, how much I love you, man
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| I… I’m… I’m kinda fucked up right now, man
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| And I just want you to know, you know what I’m saying, that you my everything
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| And, I’ll do anything for you, man. |
| I’ll die for you, kid
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| I’ve been living on the outside (In the rain, soaked in my game)
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| I’ve been watching from the inside
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| (I've been knocking, ya’ll keep watching me)
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| It’s our time, talking about the hard times, times… oh, oh, oh
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| I’ve been known to rock shit, daddy let’s get it poppin'
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| Pop-lockin' in the projects, duckin' shots
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| Gangsta gangsta
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| They tried to kill me, my ego never been ragin' since they raped me, baby
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| Can you feel me? |
| Fuck it, I can feel it; |
| Love it or leave it
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| Heavenly Father give me your power, Bryon’s stuck in this war
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| See the chloroform, neck tie, lions, and that’s right
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| What did I do to deserve what a day? |
| No question in my mind
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| I’ve been living on the outside (In the rain, soaked in my game)
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| I’ve been watching from the inside
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| (I've been knocking, ya’ll keep watching me)
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| It’s our time, talking about the hard times, times…
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| And as I ride for the prayers, rhyme sayers, time conveyers
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| I’m nothing but slime, Boo Boo, up in my prime
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| Drop a dime, make it work, babe, I’m nothing but dirt
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| Take the back seat, I’m lookin' for Jesus Christ for sure
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| And you say that it changed, and you can’t feel the rain; |
| It’s a shame, shame
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| I see the pain in your eyes, I can see it in the tears when you cry
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| You my blood, you got love, let the motha’fucker try
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| Yeah, it’s been to hard livin', and I know that you scared
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| Take a look around, but feel don’t nobody care
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| Look to the sky, but I feel that nobody answer your prayers
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| Yes, money with these houses and your friends disappear
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| And I know that you hear through the sounds in the air
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| When you pass by, I know that you feelin' those stairs
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| Let 'em try, you don’t need 'em, you got family right here
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| When life gets ugly, you need beautiful, just look in the mirror
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| I’ve been living on the outside (In the rain, soaked in my game)
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| I’ve been watching from the inside
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| (I've been knocking, ya’ll keep watching me)
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| It’s our time, talking about the hard times, times…
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| They say I’m beautiful, and who the fuck I’m speakin' with?
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| Kiss me on the cheek like they' Judas? |
| But Jesus, please keep it
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| Beat her all up against for, baby it’s fine
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| Shot at mine with the world on its back, he still rides
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| Realize synchronation, and dedication of life
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| What life, nigga? |
| I blacked out from drinkin' liquor
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| Where the circle at? |
| Give me another, circle completed
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| Where the fee at? |
| Give me another fee, don’t delete it. |
| c’mon
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| I’ve been living on the outside (In the rain, soaked in my game)
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| I’ve been watching from the inside
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| (I've been knocking, ya’ll keep watching me)
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| It’s our time, talking about the hard times, times…
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| From sea to shining sea, to the depths of the destiny
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| Keepin' on keepin' my boots on, you need me, it’s on
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| You know, I’m there most certainly
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| Open the curtain, better believe that I’m hurtin'… |