[Aceyalone]
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Aiyyo the police shot Cornbread in the street
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And they just killed Cochise over a beef
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Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are good
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Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
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I gotta 10 fifty-fo' under the hood
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Several stages of lifespan, damned if I would
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be a dope when it's not a laughin matter
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Modern contemporary man still hunt and gather data
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They want glamour, the priceless prize
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Give 'em a torch and they put the fire to your eyes
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Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they pull your card
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Throw a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a scar
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Raise the bar, I pass it with the right scholastics
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They made it plastic, that's why they couldn't grasp it
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I always knew that you would fail me
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Once shame on me twice you shouldn't have to tell me
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And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with that
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I just ain't playin that, that's that bullshit!
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Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends meet
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Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs
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Yo - hold your head up, you only got your life left
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Make the right step and don't sing the wrong song
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Fight somebody your own damn size
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You dead wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise
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This baby here, gon' grow up to be a king
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I don't know how you seein things, but that's a fact
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It'll be over my dead body
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if I let you put a mother{fuckin} monkey on his back
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Shit ain't changed, it's just the choices
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The voices in your head sayin do what you don't gotta do
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They scared of themselves which means that they scared of me
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And them the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you
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The lord giveth and he taketh away
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God bless that I can live to see another day
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And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the neck
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Have some respect, I'll serve and protect
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Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street
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And they just killed Cochise over a beef
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And if my teachers could see you now
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They'll take your head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow
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You ain't humble, you mumble jumble
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Your tower of so-called power'll crumble
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You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's heart
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I need another start, cause if I knew then
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what I know now, it'll be wild
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Booyaka! Booyaka! I'll put you in the ground
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A peaceful man ain't got no place here
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I guess you wanna see 'em all die with the lambs
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I face fear everyday 'til the space is clear
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Then I fight 'em like a man cause it's what I am
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Somebody told me the road to freedom is lonely
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but I swear I ain't goin on my own
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I'm takin my sisters, my families, my homies
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Now I'm about to take this mother(fucker) home
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Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street
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And they just killed Cochise over a beef
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Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends meet
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Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs
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Cornbread, Eddie & Me
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Aceyalone |