Growing up I've seen a lot of shit in my time
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I've seen hunger, hunger, pleasure, pain, violence and crime
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I have learned from the mistakes of my friends that have died
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And from those who have gone down in life that just never tried
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Life is just too short I realize that now
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I'm gonna get my shit together and I try to make it some how
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Cause one thing that I have learned is that you only live once
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So now I'll take life by the balls and squeeze until they crunch
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Knowledge of the streets, a valuable tool
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Type of education you can't get in school
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Many hard times, losing friends, getting burned
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nobody to teach me, I just learned
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A man like clay molded by his surroundings
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He starts to take shape of the beating and the pounding
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Assembly line that I've been through
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A hard motherfucker with a bad attitude
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Maybe its just the times we live in
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Maybe its just urban discipline
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The way of urban life are not as they seem
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Standing up and fighting is what living here means
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In order to survive you've fot to earn your respect
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The only lessons that you learn are from things that you regret
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Lead
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Verse II
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Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan, Staten Island and Queens
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Standing up and fighting is what living here means
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In order to survive you've fot to earn your respect
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The only lessons that you learn are from things that you regret
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Urban Discipline
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