I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here livin' on a planet full of fools
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here, no, I ain't happy of your family
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I ain't scared to die, even though I wanna live
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Deep down inside I'm a cross between homicidal, suicidal
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'Coz I was born to give my life like the Messiah
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Smokin' weed till I can't get no high, tryin' to ease the tension
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Heavenly Father, did I mentioned in my confession
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The world got me stressin', maybe death will be a blessin'?
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[Incomprehensible] grew up learnin' lessons in the street
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From seminary to 72nd in Lacey in the east
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Side of Oakland, California I was on my own at a early age
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That's why I'm filled with rage
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I know the system is responsible
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For the conditions of my black folks in the ghetto
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All across America, their funk is deeper
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I put the message in the music to wake you up out your sleep but
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How could I keep my head above the water
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When the force of the current is pullin' me harder than I can swim?
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Sometimes I feel like I oughta die the death of a martyr
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Before they kill me, I'ma slaughter [?]
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here livin' on a planet full of fools
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here, no, I ain't happy of your family
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here livin' on a planet full of fools
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't scared to kill
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I'm a righteous black gorilla from the hill of 72nd in Lacey St.
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To all my comrades in the pen, wait for me
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I swear to God, I'ma set you free
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Even if I gotta lay it down in the dirt and if I'm lyin' I'm dyin'
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If I'm dyin' atleast I died puttin' in work
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And if there's Hell below, we all gon' go
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Death can't hurt unless we die slow
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Sometimes I look up in the mirror starin' deep into my own eye
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Searchin' for the strength to carry on
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Wonderin' if I died a physical death
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Will my people remember me when I'm gone?
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The ghetto is a warzone, 7200 is my head code
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'Coz when the funk is on I pop the clip up in my chrome millimeter
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The Grim Reaper, keep my heater in my shoulder
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[?] soldiers at the hideout
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Righteous black gorillaz 'bout to ride out, to put the smash down
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Run up in the bank, yellin', a¢æ?We want the cash now'
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To finance a revolutionary struggles all around
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Lay it down on the ground
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And if I hear the sound of a siren
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I won't hesitate to get the firin' on everybody in the buildin'
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Killin', I'm a villain because I'm black
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Put your hands up to the ceilin', keep on fillin' up the sack
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here livin' on a planet full of fools
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here, no, I ain't happy of your family
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here livin' on a planet full of fools
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I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose
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Plus I ain't happy here, no, I ain't happy of your family
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Scared To Die
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