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same ol' story - marsel-is lyrics

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[intro: m-rs-l-is]
ya
think about it

[verse 1: m-rs-l-is]
uh
in high school he was placed in advanced cl-sses
but now he can’t do the math on the people that were subtracted
from his life and were added to caskets
where he from the only shooting that was done was with, (gunshot sound)
never with baskets, man
its hard to breathe when this violence pollutes the air
he sits and stares at the ghetto as if it’s a set of stairs
trying to reach the top, it’s unrealistic to make it there
the only people he witnessed were rappers and ball players, uh
in his community, ignorance is immunity
to the illness of cruelty, never thought that the moon would be a
place that they soon could be
only -ssumed to be k!llers or dealers, villains or thieves
are all that you can see in
his dark complexion, everyday satan tests him
and he feels he keeps on failing cause he’s never had no lessons
on how to reach jesus so he can teach him the right direction out
so the pain keep going, it’s the same ol’ story

[hook: m-rs-l-is]
(it’s the same ol’ story)
same ol’ story, (same ol’ story) x3
look
cause when these bullets start to pour
and blood spills on the floor
and life is something very few can afford
you get the same ol’ story
(you get the same ol’ story)
get the same ol’ story
(get the same ol’ story)

[verse 2: m-rs-l-is]
uh
in high school he was always skipping his cl-sses
but easily did the math on the people that he subtracted
from his life and added to caskets
where he from the only shooting that was done was with bullets
never with baskets
so in this cold world, he keeps the heat on his side
man he feels so close to h-ll he let these demons be his god
with no father there to guide him
it’s getting harder to take care of momma
trying to provide her with everything his dad never got her
and so he’s on these streets, trying to make some dough
to get some bread from selling dope, so his family can eat
and if anybody tries to prevent that
he ain’t ever afraid to treat their life like a keyboard
and press delete, see
his aggression with that weapon’s what prevents him
from p-ssing the devil’s testing
cause hes never had no lessons in how to reach jesus
so he can teach him the right direction out
so the gun he keeps holding, it’s the same ol’ story

[hook]

[verse 3: m-rs-l-is]
ya, as a black man in the ‘burbs i’m just trying to stand up
for my people who trapped inside of the struggle
who mainly strive to do right but they left surrounded by trouble
your heart is so full of hate cause you lost the people that loved you!
man it’s the same ol’ story but yours don’t have to be
the story of your life has potential to be a masterpiece
cause you’re a piece of the heavenly master
confront your past put it past ya, then after that you write a new chapter
see in this world, being positive is a negative
if i got to live ignorant i’d rather die intelligent
my mind is worth more than diamonds so ain’t no way i’m selling it
god’s the author of my life story and i’m just telling it!
you’re either a slave to your past or the king of your future
you either shoot for peace or grab the piece and be a shooter
every decision you make creates a new chapter for ya
so in the hands of your present and future holds a new story
ya, a brand new story

[outro]
to be continued

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