(DRF Voice 1)
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It all started out
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Back when I was young
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Living in Hayward
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With my homies at a home
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Always in trouble
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Cause I never had no mail
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I did some time in jail
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And the process I paid all
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But I wasn't tripping
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I was thinking about the future
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Done a lot of hard time
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Damn I learn to lecture
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Now I must go on
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Cause I'm done with all the bullshit
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I better get a job
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So my Momma doesn't trip
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Damn I felt so bad for the shit my Mommas was feeling
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Damn I better chill
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I don't think she could be cooking dealing
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With all these fucking problems that I'm always causing
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I'm sorry for the past
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For now on I ain't doing nothing.
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2x: Damn my life¡¯s been a struggle
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Yeah young fool did some trouble
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Damn my life¡¯s been so fucked up
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So how in the hell can I come up
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(DRF Voice 2)
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1974 was the day when I was hatch
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My Momma was only twenty
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I didn't have no pant
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Slap, slap my ass
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And I take a deep breath
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Only to be brought into this world of living death
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I'm alive in this place
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Oh duh that¡¯s where I'm from
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I pack a gun
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Because these fools tend to trip
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I'm blasting fools
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Smashing fools
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My actions are repeated
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I do what it takes
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What ever is fucking needed
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For my to get mines
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Because that¡¯s all I'm looking after
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Don't sweat about the past
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Because my future is getting better
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2x: Damn my life¡¯s been a struggle
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Yeah young fool did some trouble
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Damn my life¡¯s been so fucked up
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So how in the hell can I come up
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How In The Hell Can I Come Up
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| Darkmoon |
