[T.I.]
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Dez niggas robbing me
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Pray to God is nothing but a robbery
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I gave them all I had
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So they pulled they lick off flawlessly
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They yelling fussing cussing
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But all I hear is heaven calling
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Me next thing I know they busting
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They leaf me seven and they all in me
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on fallen knees help me please death is all I see
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If I die memory of a ballin Gee is all I'll be
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Never thought I'll be lying in a puddle of blood trying to breath
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I don't want to die but something is telling me
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It's time to leave say my apologizes
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Maybe find a piece of God
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Seen my whole life flash before my eyes
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And now it's getting dark body temp drop
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Going in shock prying out of fear close my eyes
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Take my last breath and I'm out here
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In my life I smoked a lot of weed
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Drunk a lot beer sold a lot of keys
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But that shit don't even matter here
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Somebody said walk toward the light
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But I ain't not ready to go
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Am I dead is it over you ain't ready to know
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[T.I.]
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Well now I moving toward the light
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And I ain't walling or nothing
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I ain't like the shit
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Well hell I guess ain't use for me to try to fight
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The shit what the business is you God
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I been waiting to meet you
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And I know I been hearing bout yall
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But like the one day I would see you
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But why you let dem niggas kill me
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you could have done something why you ain't come down there
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And shield me when them niggas started dumping
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Then he say excuse thy heat
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But I control no hate in
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And it coming not from me
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Well who coming from Satin
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Oh Satin did this excuse me lord
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But now my shit list and
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I know with all this phi shit you got a A-K
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Or a piston grip give me a click of angels whip dem thought loose the goal
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And get piston whipped a lot of die I ain't scared
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Who he think he is fuck with Tip
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I got a A-K two 45's bout 50 clip I'm fixto dip
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I ain't borrow shit I'm fixto trip
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Put a piston grip and loose thy lip
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And then he say two wrong doing make it not a right one a last
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Well forgiven me cause
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I'm bout to ride out on Lufica ass
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And all I need you to do is give me
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The strength and lord you know I'm need you
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With the shit I'm fixto attempt
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I'm fix to bust hell wide open fear don't control me
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and I'm O.G. hell can't hold me
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[T.I.]
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Now 'Pac and Biggie want ride too
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I guess that's cool sense that muthafucker
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The reason yall niggas had to die too
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My nigga Bankhead had to realize too
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Shawty let ride
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It's 4serious up here dough
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Cause we don't ride we glide
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Now I'm strapped and ready folks
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But I can't steam to do a thing
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With these wings how I'm supposed to keep them steady folks
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With a chopper on back of two 44's shawty no
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A the pain we fixto bring
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I don't thing he even ready for
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When it's on you already know
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Farewell bro. mama always told me
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I was bad enough to tear hell up
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IM doing this for what you made of
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From that time you made the bitch eat the apple
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to the time you pick your folks
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To put us on the boat and enslave us
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Worker that never paid us
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Killed Malcolm X, Martin Luther King
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and everybody else tried to come down here us
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Killed my father that raised us
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Kidnapped us from our country
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Take your distance in our religional way
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Well now it's time for the cadet to busted
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We want our spirits and our minds back now
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IM getting mines right now
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Pussy nigga lye it down I'm walkin
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Thought hell kicking the devil doors down
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spreading rounds waving cadet rounds
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Well I woke up I was lying down shawty
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WHAT HAPPENED?
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What Happened
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| T.I. |
