[Z-Ro:]
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24/7, I'm in trouble for nothing
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To the laws on the topic, of they daily discussion
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Blood pumping and rushing, I gotta struggle to survive
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I be rapping, but I can do with a nine to five
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Long as it be legal, I be will to try
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All I need is a pair of wings, I be willing to fly
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Trying to get a piece of the pie, and ain't I taking I work for it
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I be doing right, but I'm being punished on earth for it
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What else can I do, to make it on this scene
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Seem like whatever I do, will get me up in prison
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Never see me on the corner, never caught me with crack
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Got a dream of leaving the ghetto, and ain't coming back
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Homicide detectives, trying to threaten me with some time
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Only thing I ever murdered, was college ruled lines
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It's a patent punishment, in America's design
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Arrested and incarcerated for other peoples crimes, it's so amazing
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[Hook:]
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Sometime one time, stereotype me
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The jewelry, and gold teeth
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They swear, I've got to be running drugs
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But I am just a man, trying to Satan free
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Through hell, is where they're taking me
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I swear it's so amazing, to be a thug
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A True Hero Under God's sight, from above
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[Z-Ro:]
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Everyday, I see my people in poverty
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And when I say my people, I mean everybody I see
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And no discrimination, on Caucasian or Asian
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Or Mexican Samoan, lesbians or the gay men
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Everybody got a day to die, and they won't miss it
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Better be ready for company, when death come visit
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Man I wish Adam and Eve, wouldn't been in the garden
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Now the devil swinging at me, got me weaving and bobbing
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Homies are being murdered, by lieutenants to sergeants
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Like Weez, we uprooted just as soon we harvest
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Searching for sunshines, overcated by darkness
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Looking for protection, in God's heavenly fortress
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They tell me when I make it, there'll be no more pain
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Ain't gotta be nervous, about somebody knowing your name
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Everybody is your family, it's love around you
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Even on earth, God is your upper when people down you so amazing
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[Hook:]
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Am I cursed, while on this earth
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Cause I can't find, better days
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But still, I give the Lord praise
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Even though, these pirates request my blood
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But I am just a man, trying to stay Satan free
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Through hell, is where they're taking me
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I swear it's so amazing, to be a thug
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A True Hero Under God's sight, from above
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[Z-Ro:]
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The weight of my stress, is like a fifty ton boulder
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Making my head heavy, can't be lifted by my shoulders
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No wonder why my head down, I be thinking too hard
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And be smoking like a tail pipe, and drinking too hard
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I decided to give it up, and give it to God
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Instead of living in the world, I'ma live in the Lord
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Gave up cussing this time, while I'm spitting my bars
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With a vision of me in prison, that vision is fraud
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Investigators cooking the case, cooking too hard
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I know they know I didn't do it, cause they looking for Claude
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Nobody hollin' at me, got me feeling like an outlaw
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Had a case against a brother, but I broke it apart
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No weapon formed against me sha'll prosper, if it's written
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Even though michettis be cutting, and guns be spitting
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I got a Satan proof vest on, stopping the devil head on
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With Jesus I'ma stop him, that's some'ing you can bet on amazing
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[Hook:]
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Sometime one time, stereotype me
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The jewelry, and gold teeth
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They swear, I've got to be running drugs
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But I am just a man, trying to stay Satan free
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Through hell, is where they're taking me
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I swear it's so amazing, to be a thug
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A True Hero Under God's sight, from above
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T.H.U.G. (True Hero Under God)
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| Z-Ro |
