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what reach we in life we call it blessing and what teach we in life we call it lesson and black man a fight against black man a the same thing that never address when them talk could a say things ask a to the top a forward we ain’t stepping back
them hurt me already and it left impact not the same me not the same yeng that now me cross everything eye get that

the whole of them are hold down them don’t want to see you get up from thе cold ground
the p*ssy them will k!ll you in a cold blood why you think man have to buy morе gun

yow what going on i’m here a medz on the podium
wrap my weed and swing the lighter and pour rum
hardcore we do it again another showdown
like the vehicle don’t have no brakes so we can’t slow down

when people switch it hard to believe
don’t wear my heart on my sleeves
but when i’m gone where me reach there
love my life i don’t afraid of death a that a the real thing
me still don’t want to meet it
you better believe it

my journey rough you see my passed kind of dark talk me don’t talk cause my heart full of scars
who don’t hide even when you wrap it into scarf more time me feel to rage but a raft me go raft

the whole of them are hold down them don’t want to see you get up from the cold ground
the p*ssy them will k!ll you in a cold blood why you think man have to buy more gun

yow what going on i’m here a medz on the podium
wrap my weed and swing the lighter and pour rum
hardcore we do it again another showdown
like the vehicle don’t have no brakes so we can’t slow down
just another ghetto youth and if you ask me i would have tell you from the start the amount a times them double cross me
me a real youth me don’t need to tell you that so let them talk cause me don’t care as long as god see

yow them have a thing in a life them don’t give people bly but we don’t give in no time we want know how rich people smile
don’t want no fifteen to life want big
keep to drive
make it from slum living the life and is not hype we did a hype pop a champagne to nice
ghetto youth the limit is the sky don’t make them defeat we mind we want flights after flights

the whole of them are hold down them don’t want to see you get up from the cold ground
the p*ssy them will k!ll you in a cold blood why you think man have to buy more gun

yow what going on i’m here a medz on the podium
wrap my weed and swing the lighter and pour rum
hardcore we do it again another showdown
like the vehicle don’t have no brakes so we can’t slow down

what reach we in life we call it blessing and what teach we in life we call it lesson and black man a fight against black man a the same thing that never address when them talk could a say things ask a to the top a forward we ain’t stepping back
them hurt me already and it left impact not the same me not the same yeng that now me cross everything eye get that

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