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You're always whining about fake news
But you'll probably turn a profit from it 
And it was something that you always used 
When you were trying

with respect
Yeah
It's the code it's just how it goes

Yo by the looks of it
I really am the crook of it
Said I'm the cook of it
The dope the streets are

you nearly get killed
Almost hit by car, I don't get why you're thrilled

Told me once that your dad couldn't drink any more
No substances for him,

In the hospital laying by your bedside
Praying for a miracle
Whispering in your ear something biblical and spiritual
Since the day you left I've been

the kicks and the snare drums 
Kill something
Make a path to your brain by the way of ya eardrum 
This a f*** wit your mind here it come Murder 
Take it

You can trace things to your hometown                    
Those deadly New York streets
Every morning came the same sounds
And the tears still stain

something that is not for me
Lower the bridge and feel for the night
Call it abuse they don't want to fight
We won't get off your backs 'cause we've got hope

you not on
And I'm to busy
Josing niggas cause
They not home

Deno back on rice street
And deno he got life b
I got some lawyer fees
I give a fuck 
Who

clout like Pippen (Scotty Pippen)
I keep twins, in case I'm seeing double
You banging on computers, rowdy rebel
Me, I done ran the streets with the Rebel

There's something that we all gotta prove
Or do you not just wish the
Same until it happens to you?
Yea

We'll
Break the walls
That divide us
We'll stop all

together, held under pressure
A group of people who will never surrender
Condemned to be poor, we'll be silent no more 
Cause injustice is something we will

to go now
Following the right track?
The Richter scale is rising
Eyes keep shaking
Where do I need to go now
Please tell me something 'bout
I don't

you call up these reserves
Sometimes they tell me I'm afraid 
Yeah it's true, and pretty lonely too

Sitting by the candlelight
There's so much life

the street, you could feel the heat
Let me tell you friend,they could hardly wait to mark your sheet
It was maximum joy for the men they employed, to hold you

Tonight a soldier falls asleep
Dreams along a lonely street
Soon he kisses Ma goodbye
Tastes her famous apple pie

Flies old glory by his door
Loves

I'm standing here looking at you.
And you're looking back at me like there's something
I can do and I'm calling, calling.

the streets in a junker
My homies are runners
They hitting your daughter with lumber
Em said you a gunner
You're gonna do something
But we figured out you're

I had a girl right down the street
Everybody knows that she was with me
Til I found her one day, she was layin' down, blood all around
I knew it

coaster 
I don't know something different  can't relive it 
But I'll always remember the way we did it, way we did it
Soaring over California, hands held

together, held under pressure
A group of people who will never surrender
Condemned to be poor, we'll be silent no more 
Cause injustice is something we will

of despising different kinds
Tryin to hide behind the pride of a nation
That was built by my people they enslaved
Racism always stayed the same
They never change

And I'm like what the fuck, you know I mean like 
We trying to tell you sumn, a plight that we're going through
Tryna make you understand it by using our

over

Word to my brothers
The youngest of niggas
Don't let the perils of the street put an alter to vision
Don't let the rappers sale you lies make

(You know I had to hop in the studio, we just havin' fun man)
(They ain’t ready for this one)
(Sean Dinan)
(Yeah)
They call me Young Jeev and I’m