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Verse 1
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Plow!
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Ba- da- ba- a- a- ah
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Spice 1
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Ya know
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Verse 2
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Everybody want to go to heaven
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But don't nobody want to die
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Life's too sweet to pass by
Lookin at the hourglass, I
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See how fast time fly
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I keep a strong will to live
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I be a old man with a lotta game to give
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I'll make the kids do somethin
more positive
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Instead of bein like me, a thug or gee
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Try in to stay up out the penitentiary
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I got a whole army, some r.i.p.
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Some stuck in a cell, some out on bail
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Some doin major fed time in jail
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I'm lookin at the world
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Inner city full of jealousy and lies
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Hopin that the Lord'll hear my cries
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Help a young black male rise
Enemies pose as friends
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Player never know when his life'll end
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Can't trust too many,
can't cross the game
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Walk with my head down in the rain
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Think about greed, some disease
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Some think about the pain that they inflict
just stack the chips
Verse 3
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Everyone wan to go to heaven
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But nobody wan
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to die
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Mi say
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Everyone want a million dollar
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But nobody want to work
Verse 4
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body want a million
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More jails, less schools for the children
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Invest in a penitentiary
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Makin money off niggas like you and me
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My God, it's the turn of the century
I wonder what the game
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Will it be a lotta seeds,
my gees be free
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Or be six feet deep on the
day of release?
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I can't stand it, lost in the game again
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Will I win? Nobody knows in the end
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I keep strugglin, pullin on the game of life
up on the edge of knife
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I'm wakin up from the nightmares,
who cares?
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God, I heard death comin up the stairs
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I got the past still hauntin me
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Still knowin how my enemies want me
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You never know when it's time to go
The blind lead the blind
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If you don't know the game,
get left behind
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No love, hold up, what you thinkin of?
goin dub for dub
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You can't tell em,
cause ain't nobody payin em mo'
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Lost in the thug life, gone for sho'
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Too many young players
six feet in the flo'
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As another one goes as modern-
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day hero
Verse 5
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Verse 6
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To other rappers that rose
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out
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the concrete, stay strong
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it won't be too long, hold on
Never lose faith in dreams
they canive and scheme
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A cold world, ghetto kids born to die
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without a chance to fly
can't escape the drama
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Too much drama for a young player,
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Pushed in the game at the age of 12
Hangin on the block, all about the mail
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It's hard livin,
somebody gotta lace the young
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Before they get enough rope
to leave theyself hung
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Hardcore livin in the projects
Hustlers schemin for the
Mo' cash comes in and go fast
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Toe- tags, dead homies in bodybags
Where it stops, nobody knows
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I'm paranoid, is these enemies or foes?
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Can't call it, sleep with a open eye
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This world'll make you laugh,
it'll make you cry
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Stay real, keep a strong mind and strive
keep your eye on the game
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things always change
Outro 1
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