[Intro: Beyonce]
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Deliver me from my enemies, oh God
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Defend me from all that rise up against me
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Deliver me from the work of iniquity
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And save me from the Bloody Men
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[Jay-Z]
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Look.. mind state of a gangster from the 40¡Çs
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Meets the business mind of Motown¡¯s Berry Gordy
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Turned crack rock into a chain of 40/40¡Çs
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Sorry my jewelry¡¯s so gaudy
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Slid into the party with my new pair of Mauris
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America, meet the gangster Shawn Corey
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Hey young world, wanna hear a story?
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Close your eyes and you can pretend you¡¯re me
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I¡¯m cut from the cloth of the Kennedies
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Frank Sinatra, having dinner with the Genovese
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This is the genesis of a nemesis
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Mother America¡¯s not witnessed since
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The Harlem Renaissance birthed black businesses
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This is the tale of lost innocence
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As the incense burn and the turntables turn
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And that Al Green plays
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I see my mother¡¯s afro
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As Mama taps her toes, as she rolls her J¡¯s
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And my papa just left the house
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In search of the killer of my Uncle Ray
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And she¡¯s trying to calm her nerves
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As I observe this is just one day
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And what tomorrow has in store
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We can never be sure, so all we can do is¡¦ pray
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[Break: Beyonce]
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Because of your strength
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While I walked upon thee
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For God is my defense (pray for me!)
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[Jay-Z]
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As I head to my homeroom
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I observe the ruins
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Dope needles on the ground
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I hear a car go, ¡°Vroom¡±
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Drug dealer in the BM with the top down
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As the girls start to giggle
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I ask, ¡°Why you laughing?¡±
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They say, ¡°You¡¯re too little;
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One day you¡¯ll understand
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When you become a man
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About things you have to get you¡±
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Fast forward, freeze frame on my pistol, fistful of dollars
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Ignorance is so blissful
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I didn¡¯t choose this life, this life chose me
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Around here it¡¯s the shit that you just do
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I just left school
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The same BM is pulled over by the boys dressed blue
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They had their guns drawn
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Screaming, ¡°Just move!¡±
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¡°Or is there something else you suggest we can do?¡±
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He made his way to the trunk
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Opened it like, ¡°Huh?¡±
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A treasure chest was removed
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Cops said he¡¯ll be back next month
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What we called corrupt, he calls paying dues
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Now when the rules is blurred
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As they is and were
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What am I to do, but pray
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Pray the Lord forgive me
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Pray He guides me by for what I¡¯m ¡¯bout to go through, pray
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[Break: Beyonce]
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Deliver me in thy righteousness
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And cause me to escape
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And climb thine air unto me
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Save me thine Lord (pray for me!)
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[Jay-Z]
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Geah.. anywhere there¡¯s oppression
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The drug profession
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Flourishes like beverages
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Refreshing, ahhh! sweet taste of sin
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Everything I seen, made me everything I am
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Bad drug dealer or victim, I beg
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What came first?
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Moving chickens or the egg?
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This I why I be so fresh
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I¡¯m trying to beat life cause I can¡¯t cheat death
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Treat shame with shamelessness
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Aim stainless at anuses
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You know the game this is?
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Move coke like Pepsi
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Don¡¯t matter what the brand name is
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I stand behind mine
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Everything I do, I¡¯m a man behind mine
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I¡¯m not an angel, I¡¯m sure
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But every night before I lay
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I drop my knees to the floor and I pray
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[Outro: Beyonce]
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The name shall endure forever
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The name shall be continued as long as the sun (pray for me!)
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Men shall e blessed in Him
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All nations shall call Him blessed
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In your name I pray¡¦ (pray for me!)
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Lord bless us
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Pray (For Me)
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9th Wonder |