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"But I'm innocent," I cried right out
"I'm in someone else's dream"
They looked around and laughed out loud,
Said, "Brother, so are we
Yeah, brother,
"But I'm innocent," I cried right out
"I'm in someone else's dream"
They looked around and laughed out loud,
Said, "Brother, so are we
Yeah, brother,
steppin' out with my best friend

I feel like I'm slippin' deeper,
Slippin' deeper into myself,
And I, I can't take it,
This stuff is scarin' me to death, I
Today I'm not myself
And you, you're someone else
And all these rules don't fit
And all that starts can quit

What a peculiar state, we're in
What
people runnin like the stop clock is on
We got it poppin in the meat market
Chicks take a seat, park it
By the bar so they can meet the Vick with deep
the time I got home, the ground was cold
Got nothin left but a hole in my soul
Shit, dude was 23 years old

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Slippin' away, slippin' away
see it in their eyes 

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Time is slippin' away, it's just passin' 'em by
They're wondering why, but it's gone
Gone forever my friend and it
lingering on
Check out the way we kick it on the microphone
The funky beat is playin and we're swingin along
The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song
baby's OUT OF WORK
Sittin' in THE circle
Checkin' out the guys that are passin' by...
by...by...by...by...by...by

Maybe your baby done made some
do I know

Stabbed in the back as soon as we watch you go
'Cause I'm the guy
Who's always wasted everyday
You can try and stop me steppin' in
people runnin like the stop clock is on
We got it poppin in the meat market
Chicks take a seat, park it
By the bar so they can meet the Vick with deep
the one
Soon a new day breaks the dawn

Yeah, steppin' out, I got my best outfit on
We gotta get it in, I'm slippin' in the darkness
Like most of the day is
Ratta to the motherfuckin' tat is how I stomp this
Much love for niggas that's sleepin up in the darkness
Cause I'm a crooked nigga 2 like Pac
I
eighteen, twenty-one
The illest one, I'm almost doper than anyone
Straight out the late nights of Bed-Stuy
Steppin' up, y'all put your weapons up, I make
trigger 
A 38 escalate the murder rate, for us niggaz 
it's like, microphone roulette cause nowadays MC's is gettin wet 
over someone else's fake gangsta
to me when
All I needed was clarity
And someone to tell me what the fuck is going on
Goddammit

Slippin' farther and farther away
It's a miracle how
the P is like steppin
Off from the scenes, I see lights and si-rens
Witness everywhere, but no one seen a thing
When cops ask questions, my description is
is up?
(Girl) - Why you rushing?
(Scarface) - You rollin' with a nigga bitch or what?
 
Walked out lookin' kinda sexy, jumped in the vehicle, and you
to start basin
It's hard! Hard on a nigga 
Hard on a nigga (yeah it is, yeah it is)
(Kill kill kill, murder murder murder)
Watch out nigga!

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closed doors
I can't take this anymore
To see these people slippin' out through the back door

So what's the point of even trying to hide
Cause
you better come and get us
'Cause we ain't slippin', tipsy off a gallon of Henny
Leave shots all up in your back in 'em
So when your fallin', shots
never ever, ever by myself, now it's slippin' away and
I need You to save me right now, right now

Something's gotta change
The beauty of the pain
Is
never ever, ever by myself, now it's slippin' away and
I need You to save me right now, right now

Something's gotta change
The beauty of the pain
Is
I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye
Hug my kids, tell em I love em, my mouth, hit the fried
I'm out on patrol, in my squad car, do I lay