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The love the hate
I feel we discriminate
All the people that comes in our Way
Why these niggers they hate
When we all got bills to pay
We came from the trenches
That's why we all pray at these Churches
So we can't deny our faith
Keep running your race
Let no kick you out of the lane
Moving so faster than a train
I need to take someone pills and My lane
4 Conners of my bed 4 angels They are spread
All these bills can lead man down To the dead
We all did our best
So we hope for the best
We can bit our chest and say
So we are up for the test

RIP to the one who we lost on The race
To the ones with no more breath
Who are dead
Who where killed, who was shot In a fucked up way
Who was framed
locked up in a fucking jail
Sentence to death

You don't know what have been Through
Deep in my heart lies the big Truth
I've been drowning in holy sprit please guild my move
So I don't lose my future through My past
I hope to keep my head up high Even though am facing down
4 Conners of my bed 4 angels They are spreed
I've been watching close friends Turn to into demons
Just feel like my mind is playing Tricks on me
I guess the  pills on me
Look in the mirror all I see is Endless bill
Oh f*ck pop up the PILLS that's How I feel yeah
If your homies could snitch
Lis a motherf****demon
His a motherf****demon
I don't like no snitch get off my Lane

RIP to the one who we lost on The race
To the ones with no more breath
Who are dead
Who where killed, who was shot In a fucked up way
Who was framed
Locked up fucking jail
Sentence to death

HIGH TYP

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