Yo shit is real dog, you know?
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Stay out the web, cuz once you get caught up in the web
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That's it, you know?
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They get you they got you good
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Yo do the knowledge, take notice, stay focused
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Shit is real, and it's real hard out there, for a black nigga
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[Verse 1]
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Ayo the way they doin me I can't stand it
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Branded as a social bandit, but I'm a man and I'ma handle it
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I'm not the first and I won't be the last
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Just look how they did Pac and Tyson in the past
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Yo at times, sometimes, I feel like I'm cursed
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Because my life done went from bad to worse
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Through all the stressful moments and all of the worry
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I'ma still remain the same Keith Murray
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Because I know deep in my heart God is on my side
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If I gotta do my time, then I'ma do my time
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They label you wrong, when you try to do right
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And then they wonder why a con is so uptight
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I'm just livin proof, of when you livin the truth
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I been goin through bad times, since I was a youth
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Now look, they got me locked in jail
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People wonderin will I prevail or fail
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But only time will tell
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My mind, just now and then
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Lookin down the corridors and wonders what might have been
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It was a bad day
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[Verse 2]
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Yo, I wouldn't even stand here and lie to you, yeah it's true
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All the shit that you hear about I'm goin through
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And we good people at heart Jesus knows that we try
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So I wonder why we get a break no time
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My little sister just died, and the judge let me fry
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And now I gotta kiss my lil daughter goodbye
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All the pressure, make me wanna grab the tech off the dresser
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But understand that don't make you a man
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So I address the, situation best way that I can
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With a letter to the senator, from the lyrical political prisoner
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That the system label a sinister
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In jail while I confess my sins to the minister
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It's enough to make a nigga go A-Wall
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But for now I leave it in the hands of the Lord
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It's a real situation we all go through
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You know, unfortunately, Today was a bad day
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Word, recognize, I'm no different from you
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You no different from me, you know
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It was a bad day
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[Verse 3]
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No slack for the rapper, no rest for the worried
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Now everybody in the world heard of Keith Murray
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When the hype dies down and reality sets in
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We all goin through the same thing for a friend
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And it aint nothin good in the hood
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Your own people will stab you in the back
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Set you up and get you good
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From the start, I came from the heart
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Giuliani got the nerve to oppose the million youth march
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They confiscated my passport, though I might of boated
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I'm young black and dangerous that's why I got railroaded
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And magazines, as if it's been misquoted, let it be noted
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They can't break me to the streets I'm forever devoted
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Yo
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I'm tellin you man, this is life, you gotta live this life
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Would you fall, would you make it, you never know
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Today was a bad day
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Livin proof of the truth, locked the fuck up, on some bullshit
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You know, you livin, right or wrong
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It was a bad day
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But yo keep your shit tight, cuz when the get you they get you good
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I had a bad day
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Yeah, I understand you had a bad day
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Bad Day
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| Keith Murray |
