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I don't really like to talk I'd rather walk it out
People say anything I'd rather prove what I'm about
So you may run your mouth believing it'll give you clout
But an empty barrel makes the most noise without a doubt
Man everybody's hard till somebody pull they card 
Go in their pockets leave em scarred on the Boulevard
And how do you retort coming from the weaker sort 
Go fill out a police report and point em out in court
Too many times have I been stuck in that defendants seat
They gave me death threats on the streets but went to the police
So to me your tough guy demeanor is not enough
I look you in the eye and smile cuz I'll tell you what

Every single day I gotta fight to keep from killing ya'll
Suppressing all my thoughts cuz everything I think about is wrong
I'ma emphasize it so you know that it ain't just a song
Every single day I gotta fight to keep from killing ya'll

I think I'm a devil deep is my level you're stuck on a bass and a treble 
MAN-E will come to your ghetto blast the metal and step on the gas pedal 
I've been a rebel so ain't no way I'ma settle count all my money and revel
Heart is as black as a kettle I'm hard as a pebble your soft as a rose pedal
So I let go cuz I ain't nobody special
And if I did all I wanted to I would end up on death row
Or in prison for life taken away from my wife
Although my thinking is trife I try my best to be nice
But still it's a fight going on inside between humility and pride
So I take it on the chin when I really wanna ride 
I know you deserve to live but I wanna see you die
I don't have to lie if you ask me why that's when I'll reply

Every single day I gotta fight to keep from killing ya'll
Suppressing all my thoughts cuz everything I think about is wrong
I'ma emphasize it so you know that it ain't just a song
Every single day I gotta fight to keep from killing ya'll

I'm gripping my glock loaded and cocked homie believe it or not 
MAN-E will come to your spot aim at your top tell you to move and get shot
Trust me I've done it a lot I made it hot whenever I came to the block
And this I put on the locks I'm itching to pop but you'll probably snitch to the cops
So I chill although I wanna know just how it feels
I have duties to fulfill so I'm strengthening my will
Not to lose it and catch a body over something stupid
But I could really do it so I put it in my music
To channel all my anger and minimize the danger
Cuz next to me is a loaded gun with one inside the chamber 
All of em hollow tips and holstered right on my hip 
Carry an extra clip while dwelling in the abyss
And praying to God above thanking him for the love
The smiles laughter and hugs that's given to such a thug 
Who's really thirsty for blood crazier than a mug
Waiting to bust a slug grimier than the mud
There's no mystery ain't too many people that's as sick as me
Police chief told me I should be in the penitentiary 
And other people told me that I should go down in history
But I was born a fighter I just hope to see the victory

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