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Take Care Take Care Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Playlist: The Very Best of Amerie (Amerie) · Why Dont You Try Me(Best Of) (Ry Cooder) · A Chain Dont Take to Me (Bob Luman) · I Dont Believe in Miracles (Colin Blunstone) · Baby Dont Get Hooked on Me (Ace Cannon) · Look But Dont Touch [#1] (Skin) · If the Flames Dont Kill Us (A Jealousy Issue) – and 90 other albums »


think it's far.
Cause God may care, but I never met God anywhere.
(middle finger up in the air)
To the people that judge us by the color of our hair
call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch blue and green diamonds I
the kids on welfare 

I watch your mailbox like Vietnam guerilla warfare 

That's not your real hair, rip credit cards, I don't care 

Liposuction,
money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no place to go
They bomb my village, they call us killers
Took me
have sex for money, the hood don't love me

The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me

And I got noooo place to gooo

They bomb my village, they
homie twistin' backwoods 
Usually I don't get down like that 
But that's my dog I hit a few times out of respect 
And now I'm on the jet full of trees
have sex for money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no place to go
They bomb my village, they call us
have sex for money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no place to go
They bomb my village, they call us
know he'll pull some hoes
Bottles popping everywhere too much dro is in the air
Vision blurry from the crown and club and I don't really care
All I
The streets don't care who you are
And those who fake jacks son they never get far

[Mad Skillz]
Yo, where I reside fake niggaz run and hide (what?)
The streets
Probably punch you in the face and take ya wallet when we see ya
But son it gets deeper 
I'm runnin with a click that's bein' hunted by the grim reaper
that right there,
get ‘em up, put your hands in the air,
wilin out like we really don't care (c'mon)
It's a Private Party

[Cuban Link]
Ayo, one
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read

By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read

By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read

By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read

By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back

I can love again tonight
We bounce