Raised In Poverty

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Debo Tha Hustla

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See I ain't got shit

But I'll never quit

I'm a child raised in poverty
See all of my life this shit had Bothered me through all the pain And dead bodies that I Have seen
Can somebody please wait me up out of this dream

A whole lot of war an casualties Will I survive to make it an see 2023

Now father I'm calling upon you In my time of need, I'm on my Knees it's people in this World Who want to see my flesh bleed On this concrete ,and even my own Kind, and the Police have so much Hatred towards me

Now why it's us killing each other Like a disease they injected us, with The poison in our Food an water
Then use the fake rappers to Destroy the minds of our sons and Daughters

Lord help me , please lord help me Build me up stronger
Rebirth of a nation now call me Nate Turner
I ain't gonna play these people no More,  I not gonna play with no Body no more I'm let My body and Mind explode
Naw I'm ten toes down living in The dirty south
Debo tha Hustla Yea I'm on a paper route (Rip to DOLPH)
I know they gonna try to Kill me if I make a million

All I need is my fans to get back Behind your boy, stick behind your Boy, protect me like The Taliban F*ck the New World Order people Let's take a stand

My mind is up if they try to stick Me, they gonna have to kill me Before they stick me

I put this on my life, yea I do I Mean it

Lord if my words comes to light, Just know that your boy stood up For right
Yea I mean it Debo tha Hustla I'm in this kitchen I'm Whipping these niggas hate me But They can get it, I'm wit it
You know I'm wit it
I gotta get it back in blood bitches

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