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[U-God]
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Once again...
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Through the storms... I gotta stay strong
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Take deep breaths, hold on long, bring the harm
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with no regrets, on my chest, let me knowledge be born
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on levels, wild, devil copters mark my every step
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When the riots form, my woman keeps me warm
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>From Fort Green I sing the song mean
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Bring the calm overseas, glide high in the skies
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Sky dive... far... far as the eye could see
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In the midst of acapell', I ball my fist up
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Unravel, travellin to the cells of Gotti
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I shot up a shell, will he drop? Will he flop?
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Will he go pop a cell? Is his mind frail?
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The worst is groove frantic, he expand the planet
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Plan harder, your Godfather's plans failed
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I air mail the senseless scar, two snub noses
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Niggas love those expensive cars
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Is it him and those twenty inch rims, splittin the tar?
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An amazon woman from the stripbar
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God, it varies, Halley Berry, stars eatin hard cherries
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This world is bizarre, not bein far from Mars
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Galaxy hoppin, non-stoppin the sun rays
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Stay and paid for real, 'til I'm old and grey
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Pretty legs, of course, soft as clay
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Degrees, hot breeze in your hair all day, all day
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Engaged a lot, rockin hot and cold chains
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Is my brain vain? Flames, still dock the missles
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Let off one, stay in your lane
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Everybody got issues, I'm drunk off the rum
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Numb, one case got thrown out in dismissal
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Everybody got pistols, but will the referee blow the whistle
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before I lock on your ass, bone gristle?
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These streets is crystal, crystal, crystal
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[Hell Razah]
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Pleasure and pain, some took lead to the brain
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Got rich and couldn't live for the end of the game
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Government chain, breakin off the slavery chain
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>From a weddin to a funeral, it's pleasure and pain
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Guns, gangs cock back, ready to aim
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Call in Fergusons, ridin on the back of the train
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Televisions and this cocaine, got us insane
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We got to war, if we all got a burner, then flame
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Baby showers, same day as nuclear showers
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Prophecy's harsh, world will be destroyed in an hour
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Shots fired in the night, from the heart of the coward
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Stop the crow from the young flowers, goin to Howard
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Brooklyn Babe Ruth, raised in fatigues and boots
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Blue-printin who we hittin, and we need to shoot
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No description, all though it was dark, an Egyptain
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And didn't have no love, but a grudge against Clinton
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[U-God]
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Representin... how much gold can one man claim?
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Over horizon, recognize him, it's candy rain
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Flusty, lookin out of dusty old window pane
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with nothin to lose, but everythin to gain
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So far to go, much more is unclaimed
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No delay, when we spray, we Play IV Keeps in the Jeeps
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stumpin somethin gritty, it's gun nitty in the city
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that never sleeps, street sweepin
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is senseless, intense, fenced in, fleein
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A long road ahead, I'm still believin in my freedom
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On the darkest day, I'd say your darkest hour
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I came to realize, the sin is most inner-most power
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So enchanted, cry inside, fryin and dancin
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At God speed, damn it, fear is planted
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Severe nature of man, there's still no cure
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Seduce me, reduce me to ashes, caught in the law
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Atoms scatter, brain lashes, to the core question
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Still no answers, moves of the phantom, handsome
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Midnight silence surround us, eye in the sky
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Everythin is a lesson, riddle another God for all of your blessins
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I'm reppin, grateful 'til I'm dead, hateful heads, we under Allah's
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protection
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Essence of life, one second, after the blastin
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I wonder, is Heaven truly everlastin?
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I'm askin, I said it to four lost relatives missin, in action
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Communication breakdown, it's all the same
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Havin a nervous breakdown, draw you insane
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It's just pleasure and pain, pleasure and pain
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Another man's loss, another man's gain
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Stay in the game, pleasure and pain
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We treasure the fame, pleasure and pain
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Pleasure and pain, pleasure and pain, pain, pain, pain
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Pleasure and Pain
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U-God |