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Let me get a chop at this lumber niggas
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From da down underground are hangin' around the A-Town
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Lookin' for a come up, workin' from 9 to 5
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Just to get some change so T-Mo can stay alive
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Not greedy or living' lavish yet but you can bet that when I do
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Nobody from my crew will I forget
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And if I start to get large and come up on some change
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I won't change, everybody know they down
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It's not the same, everyday life can be different
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These laws got me ready to ball
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Cause I fall a victim so I still be slanging them fat pillows
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To make 'em meet, each and every day as I comb my city streets
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Sometimes I wish I never had been apart of this mess
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Cause the system got us ****ed up
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It put us to the test, women and men if you black you in
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Food for the soul listen to what I tell you it don't matter
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Young or old it's time we loc' up and do like we suppose
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We killin' each other over this bullshit and some clothes
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We're trapped off in this world and society with no place else to go
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So how U feel
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Frustrated, irritated, sometimes I don't know myself I be too numb
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To feel something sometimes so I dig deep, get in the Cherokee
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Let my mind fly free into the wilderness so I can get this shit off my
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mind
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That's why I be smokin' that dank sometimes, it keeps me from snappin'
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Keeps me calm, keeps my mind open, keeps me fond of what I gots to do
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Off in the studio to get my old burd back on her feet, and my little
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bro'
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In Statesboro and my little cuz Mark Twain, all my
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Folks that hang with me when I was out in the trap or when I was goin'
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Thru one of our episodes, only god knows, whut I go thru so I get down
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On my knees, sometimes I come home too high to pray, but I get on my bed
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Lay on my back and meditate, anyway, in the ceilings, the four walls,
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it's
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Like cell therapy I got nothing to do but write about my L-I-F-E, put it
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Down on paperSo whut chu feel?
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I live for today, mother**** another hour, it might be sour
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Never know my day, so I'm prayin' in the shower
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Look up and thank the Lord for forgiveness, a witness to bad
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I'm lookin' for good in the Southwest, God bless my neighborhood
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It's people killin' in da street to eat
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Surviving the day is the only goat that I set
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Just to make it home, I'm not alone
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Someone's out to get me when I haven't done shit wrong
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My head felt swoll, mista couldn't see past my mouth
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What route did you take man
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Caught me by that loops of my pants
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Got me on the curb lettin' tha traffic pass me by
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No questions I said nothing
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Lookin' for tha mutant to be buckin'
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Tha law naw, man Gipp show him my shit
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Close my mouth then I dip
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See to me G is a person who understand tha plan
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Can't make no moves when you in tha hands of tha man
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They got some new suites down Peachtree
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Left wing for tha Feds, right wing for tha hardheads
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Makin' more deals than Buddy Folks made with Hartsfield
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Somebody don't want my face in tha place, for 96 shit's slick
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Got me clean, lookin' fresh, dogs be scratchin' at my chest
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Under the order of who? Guess who ain't non-iller than miller
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Wanna 1, 2 your ass no more life what you gave was tha past
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Cuz ain't no future wanna millicamp your case
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Disgrace your face, make it seem to be safe
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But ain't no place to run
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Sometimes I don't even know how I'm gon' eat
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'Bout twenty dollars away from being on the street
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Shit, you might see a nigga on tv
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But hell it's almost like I'm rappin' for free
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That little money be gonegot dammit, I'm grown
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Gotta help keep the heat and tights on
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It would be nice to have mo' but I kinda like being po'
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At least I know what my friends here fo'
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I wanna lie to you sometimes, but I can't
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I wanna tell you that it's all good, but it ain't
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It's nigga's hurtin' and uncertain 'bout if they gon' make it or not
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That's why we got nigga's killing
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Feelin like they coming up off a little dope they sold
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You can get some gold but we won't make it as a whole
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Cause without you there'd be no me
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And without no unity there will never be any happiness
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You could smoke a pound of sess and it still won't relieve yo' stress
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God bless mythought process
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The thought process
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Now as an Outkast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm
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That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life
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Done sent me through a lot of up's and down like it ain't nothing'
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Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons
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I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one
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They said it skipped from 12 to 14
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Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln
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4 A.M. thinkin' that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas
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We trapped off in this maze with walls made of layers
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And only prayers is the tightest game that you can have
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The devil's takin' a swing that might explain the broken glass
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But my crystal ball see the pistol fall to the wayside
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Nobody would die in cops and robbers when we used to play right
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Huh, the only thang we feared was Williams, Wayne
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Never though about hittin' licks or slangin' caine
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Didn't think I'd be the one to give in to abortion
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Label me murder because my ass is scorchin'
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Hot from the glock that sits under my seat
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Yeah, it's real ****ed up that my floks come to get me
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And it's like dat, yeahand it's like dem!
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