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Daz:
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Yeah, right about now me myself, Daz Dillinger, along with The Gang,
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mister Tray Deee, mister Bad Bad Carabino, and Soopafly The High Priest,
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ah, letting you know that this gang banging is serious business.
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So thank god for your lifes, and keep on striving and struggling.
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I thank god for my life,
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what I wanted y'all to do is live right.
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You pray for me, I pray for you,
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'cause together we can get it, what else can we do?
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I thank god for my life... (and that's real)
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Tray Deee:
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So you think drinking and chilling, big willing and dealing,
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is the life for the righteous 'cause it's so appealing.
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Dealing, stealing and killing is the way to succeed,
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so you're illing and willing to take whatever you need.
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You're the villain indeed but you pleed your innocence,
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say that in society you gotta be militant.
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It's (??) and (??) just for too damn long,
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you need to get in business, sing a new damn song.
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Like (??) and (??) as you learn to leave,
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so you should learn to give, that's how you earn your deeds.
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Big Pimpin:
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Tray Deee, I gotta tell the truth: never cherish the day,
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till I open up my eyes and discover the ways.
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This life is hard, treats you cold, plus life don't last,
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and plus we're dying fast and plus these fools is blasting.
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Yo grace is what I'm asking for,
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It's no chilling when that man in black is at my door.
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I thought I'd seen him a couple of times before,
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ran back the other way, took off course and forced to cherish the day.
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Bad A$$:
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God help us out here, we're falling down
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and everything that we did build is falling down.
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I'm calling out 'cause you can help us if you touch us,
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and we need you, why we're bleeding.
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Any second we can meet you, lifestyles of earth mislead you.
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Have mercy on my soul, please lay me down easy,
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God watches, and he knows the life we live ain't easy.
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At least try to live right, 'cause life ain't long,
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and ain't nothing like living life all day long.
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Mister Bad is all good like the songs we sing,
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I simply gotta thank god for the life I live.
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Daz:
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You never know what's going on in this world,
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thank god I'm just still in this world.
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We're in the streets everyday, that's where we live,
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we was thaught to perceive and to give.
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Don't be stingy, give a little 'cause I do,
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don't be fake and be yourself to stay true.
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When you see me in the streets oh get me,
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don't play hate and dump at me.
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Don't be sad homie, only be happy.
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I sing this song to the streets with The Gang,
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gotta live a uncut to the streets, Daz Dillinger.
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Will our struggle ever be over? From the wrath of the street,
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I pray for you, let's pray for me, let's keep it real, peace.
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And there you have it,
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a little something from The Gang and Daz Dillinger.
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Letting you know that life is real serious,
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and the situation at hand is a real situation.
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So think...
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Thank God For My Life
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Daz Dillinger |