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I can tell bout the Mach Five I can you what them blocks buy I can tell you 'bout my ties I can take you to the far Poor decision makin' you niggas' lives You sellin' crack up on your momma While she still goin' through her new He has a thrill as he raise his When he really to raise his boys Young with so much talent thugs havin' no balance Young havin' no fathers Young catchin' dope charges up she say she felt alone Now she strippin' for that pot of fish in the bowl They say her mother never her role I her mother always on the roll Her always wearin' gold Where I'm from I guess how it goes
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The Beloved says Grown man is somethin' you gotta deal with Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can with That like bullshit from out a bull mouth Even the tepee is a full Simple shelter you out the cold If you hold it together, we'll never fold Why you the devil beat you out your soul You don't believe in God then at believe in odds This house of our is just a house of Just the yards, and nice adjacent parks We was black but that shit'll make you dark Even with a of hearts Mind on the club to find a little love, my regards Cause your P-O-V is poverty It's like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be and key Finna bob and weave And the boxer free Up out them rings it was Rocky 3 up in the game now Look at how we came out like olly olly oxen That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, edibles Instead of buildin' up a habit in them Now 30s, my blood pressure's incredible Medical, yeah I'm tellin' you cars over community Rappers influence shootin' sprees Turn around and publish bars it ain't got shit to do with me Easy to so ruthlessly niggas
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