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recorded a song And this is what it said: After the first and the second world wars You'd think us Europeans couldn't take it no more But we built up
What I Live & I Live What I Rap So I Get Why The MOBOs Bumped Man Cos They Don’t Want Thugs In Here Award In The Air Getting Held By A Gun Man & These
motherfucking hell. So let us open the gates of hell for the likes of you. May God rest your soul when we are through. This is our vengeance. Orphan
Now two young kids might start a ruckus You know they feel you trying to shuck us Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
names know us niggas by the walk or the size of their chain you know the motto we live for today, there's no tomorrow we're only makin' time for the hoes
that way No lie, the downtown canon so wild so fresh so free Stand by the downtown canon, I say that it's got to be Chasing sensation to remind us
by me Unfit for society The outsiders Live freely Finally a place for me not you Try so hard To fit in to this You rejected all of us Did you really
sleep, no Mind your business and keep low Live and die by that G code Now we made a name, but fuck fame I'm just blessed, that my luck changed I can
rapists tryin to ( ? ) Cause a young nigga ballin like the Lakers [ CHORUS ] What happened to love? Gave us all drugs Now the kids raised thugs with
of parkin' While dispute it Doe got us so polluted Paranoid to the point its like we, over do it Police pressure Peep how the beasts suppress ya
the surface This game is different dog It's run by politicians You could be the next investment kid Be careful who you mention Don't get exited Most of us here
got me thinkin bout better dayz Time 2 question our lifestyle look how we live Smokin weed like it aint no thang So even kids wanna try now Then lie
The thought of you is able to bring me back To when i was a kid, wasn't pushed by this mess and couldn't give a fuck less Just wrote an open letter to santa,
the bus to work She wasn't tripping, as long as she got us to work Mama's like a life mechanic, she got stuff to work Got mad at her son, when she heard
got a beard made of bees What appeared like a forest was many small trees, we’re the list Hold your chin up high and raise your fist This is all of my
You didn't come in peace, wear a flower in your hair Didn't mean to harm anyone of us in here You need what you take, like a candle needs
not about killing time this ain't no way to live Just can't up and walk away Knows that wouldn't be right Instead he hangs out at the local bar
an example of what not to be kids If you seen it then you saw it, but just do not say shit 'Cause we don't like snitches, there's no sympathy for that So no
Well sure my movie part it won't be played by Al Pacino Well, I hope you're not thinking I'm exactly Mr. Clean, though As a kid, was in sin, and no
I'm mad 'cause rappers is wack Don't mind us culture subtractin' ya' stacks [Juganot] We broadcastin' live from the streets where I come Prepared for
at my style When I pull up I drive the girls wild All they can say is wow, wow All they can say is wow, wow I ain't playin' dead, it live in the south It
astray, I use it to get through the day.. Like fiends use drugs and, cars use gas I'm one with the beat but how long will it last I, once had a vision
When a black man can't walk certain streets Without being hassled by the pigs When the youth are forced into the school system Designed to break
Yeah They call us rotten, but we the forgotten Started from the Fuck you kidding, Stranded at the bottom Where bullet wounds mark the rank
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