ft. Anthony Hamilton
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[Intro: Anthony Hamilton]
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Lies and the pain
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Betrayal; life
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[Verse 1: Anthony Hamilton]
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In danger¡¯s face
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Look what you¡¯re facing, gave your heart away
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And all the remedies couldn¡¯t ease the pain
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All the hurt and betrayal; need to get away
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In a world so cold
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You gain your life just to lose your soul
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Never thinking twice bout what the future holds
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All the lies and the games not worth fighting for
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[Verse One: Nas]
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Snitches and rapists in the street, crime to the fullest
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Asking niggas if they got any extra nine bullets
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They deny me that, they know the bullets they loan me
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Be the same ones that probably had them lying flat stretched out
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Letter T
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It's better to dead a beef than let it breathe, then we don't succeed
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Cause then you gotta murder dummies
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Waste your time they allergic to money
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I'm never squirmish to blood, we can thug, and get out of hand, what¡¯s the options?
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Only conclusion is shooting bullets, poppin, hoodlums dropping, fear any day that the feds will come knocking
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Was young and nervous, asking myself what¡¯s the purpose, in the back of a patty wagon, bracelets, aching me
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Pigs ignoring, I'm asking what precinct they taking me
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These cops can¡¯t relate to me, death to prison, empty vacancy
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Nas]
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Thou shall not be selfish, real nigga commandments, know a billionaire he has everything but a fam guess
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How angry this man gets, had so many bad chicks in his bed, strange sex, same sex, has addictions that are sadistic
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Chain of events, habits, he puts cocaine on his prick and acts sick
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Self-esteem needs boosting alcohol consumption
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Nicotine fushion, some athletes juicing
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Pastors quote biblical chapters, Psalms
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All along he¡¯s into bestiality porn, and it¡¯s wrong, so I keep the Cali weed in the bong
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And I'm strong, but the female anatomy got me sprung
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And these women need shoes and baddest cars and condos
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Fine clothes, and these fiends needs to get high, so they find dough
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To mainline dope, and ya'll know
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Nas]
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So many vices, habits, round of course, bad chicks
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My response to any advice on what is the insidious of life
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I'm just rebellious, not selfish, guess we all share different definitions of what wealth is
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I need the best things in life thats women, that¡¯s cars
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Cigars, in Venice, bottle on ice, that¡¯s priceless
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The other night, just in the emergency room
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A patient said she needs to see a doctor soon
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Doctor busy operating on a lady whos sedated
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He can barely concentrate, cause he¡¯s newly separated
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His estranged wife likes entertaining her aqcaintence
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In the house they were married in, mad people waiting
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Some young some old, heads and stomachs aching
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Filling out an application, cause they only medication
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But the doctor need love or a quick vacation, calling up his travel agent
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Same time, premedidating murdering his ex wife
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Life, savage ain't it
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Some need xanax, just to maintain it
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We all need faith cause the world keep changing
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Let go of the illusion, start some restrainin
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[Outro: Anthony Hamilton]
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Just hold on (just hold on)
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Just hold on (just hold on)
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Just hold on (just hold on)
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Just hold on (just hold on)
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Just hold on (just hold on)
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Just hold on (just hold on)
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Just hold on (just hold on)
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Just hold on
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World¡¯s An Addiction
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