Cheh
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Crazy
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It´s one of those things man
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You gotta experience to know
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what I´m talkin´ about
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It´s where the goin´ get rough
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Akon
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tough stay tough
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Styles P
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Up front
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Let´s go
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We in too deep to turn back now D
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Sure is
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Watch yourself
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Before you get
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Blown away
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You know where I come from
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The place where your fate is a mic
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Or a bull or a dum dum
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A jail cell a pine box
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And brothers is dumb young
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Still bustin´ guns for the slum
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that they come from
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Cops is the only ones
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they gon´ run from
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They puttin´ they hood up
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But 9 out of 10 of us
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ain´t got good luck
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You gon´ ride on a man
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and catch 25
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Or get hit and get sent to the
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other side
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You lose both sides of the coin
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So me I play the hood baby
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Not in the coin
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Mama got a little church
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I could join
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But I didn´t go yet
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Man got a mosque I could join
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But I didn´t go yet
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Cool with the devil on my back
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I´m in cold sweats
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Bout to do some dirt
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In some dirty black old sweats
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If you known you shoulda
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shown the way
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Mosta the hood bout to get
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blown away
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Cause I was raised up to
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show no fear
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Cowardly hearts´ll
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never last long here
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If you ain´t man enough
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to make shit clear
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Guaranteed you´ll get blown away
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Cause I done seen the block
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break down tears
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And I done seen the cops
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break my peers
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Tryin´ to hold on to a couple
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more years
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Tryin´ not to get blown away
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See I ain´t never shot nobody
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But I´m known for fightin´
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So when I strike man
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You´ll think you been struck
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by lightning
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Shouldn´t have to prove myself
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by killin´ a nigga
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Even a child could take a life
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by pullin´ the trigga
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Retaliation only takes anger
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mixed with passion
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So you target in the distance
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and keep on blastin´
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They say guns don´t kill people
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people do
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So when you´re hit man
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You feel that shit the evils do
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Can´t see myself get beat down
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My eyes swollen
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Mom´s cryin´ they don´t know
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what happened
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My pride´s stolen
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If I ain´t got my heat
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then I got a blade
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That hit ya off
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Cause I was raised up
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to show no fear
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Cowardly hearts´ll
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never last long here
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If you ain´t man enough to make
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shit clear
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Guaranteed you´ll get blown away
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Cause I done seen the block
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break down tears
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And I done seen the cops break
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my peers
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Tryin´ to hold on to a couple
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more years
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Tryin´ not to get blown away
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Keep my eye out for jakes
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Ears to the streets
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Other eye out for snakes
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And these scandalous freaks
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If we ain´t on good terms
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Don´t bother to speak
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Don´t smile and try to spark
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a convo with me
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Same thing´ll make ya laugh
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will make ya cry
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And while This nigga quiet nigga
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he´ll take ya life
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Hate for it to be the
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world´s sacrifice
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If somebody else could travel
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Through the tunnel of life
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Cause I´m that type of guy
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I´ll be there
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When you´re ridin´
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But I´ll stay to myself
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So if you see me out there
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with a bear we fightin´
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nigga Then go help the bear
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Cause I was raised up to
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show no fear
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Cowardly hearts´ll
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never last long here
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If you ain´t man enough
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to make shit clear
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Guaranteed you´ll get blown away
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Cause I done seen the block
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break down tears
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And I done seen the cops
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break my peers
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Tryin´ to hold on to a couple
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more years
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Tryin´ not to get blown away
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Blown Away (Feat. Styles P)
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| Akon |
