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Intro 1
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Justine,
Verse 1
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19, just got clean
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Fresh outta rehab with self- esteem
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She ain't felt this good in a while
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A new leash on life,
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a vibrant thang, a beautiful smile
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Used to run with a circle of friends,
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who was skeleton thin
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Sniff white lines off powerful men
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But see, all that's a thang of the past,
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she got class
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And be damned if she'd let
herself burn and crash
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She ain't from money so she
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startin from scratch
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It's hard working for scraps
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It take everything she got
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not to relaspe
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Locked down in 9 to
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5, but at the 9 to 5
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She get sexually harassed
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and chastised
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Boss is a married man, she
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won't touch him
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Frustrated angry man, she
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won't fuck him
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She's out of her job, at Basket Cakes
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Least it came wit an 8, 2 lines to the face
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God Damn!
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[Chorus] It's a cold,
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cold, world, and you know it
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Niggaz will lay you down and take your bread,
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yeah and you know it
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Only two choices,
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you can give it up or you can just die with it!
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Only two choices,
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you can give it up or you can just die with it, yeah
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He was on his own, at a very young
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age
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When he learned from the streets,
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made everything change
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See he came up with hustlers,
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lost his religion
It's funny how money
can make a nigga think he livin
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I ain't talkin paper like Jigga or Dre
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It's more like 7500, 9 ounces
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of lle'
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That's what he say he can get for the flip,
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they thought the deal was legit
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But he stuck him and split, in deep shit
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Now his mother work for minimum pay
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Live a positive way,
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she the first one at church every Sunday
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Blind to the needs of her son,
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he's a gatling gun
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In the streets, jackin niggaz for fun
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It's a non- stop search through the hood,
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but can't catch him
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They found out where mom stayed
and went steppin
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The evil that men do,
but still we continue
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With death and dishonor, for the all mighty dollar,
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it's so cold
Interlude 1
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[Chorus] He was 13, brought up
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in Baghdad
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Ate with his right and made
money with his left hand
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Prayed to the East, 5 times daily
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His mother and father just had
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a new born baby
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Now his father was an Imam
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who carried the weight
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And built his family on 5 pillars of faith
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Never trippin off Western ways,
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it meant nada
Pilgramige to Mecca
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to circle around Kabba
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300 miles away,
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British troops hit Basra
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His cousin waged jihad
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and died with honor
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He heard about the buildings on 9- 11
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And a man named Bush on
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a search for weapons
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Now here come the U.S.,
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to crush Saddam
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Wit 88 thousand tons
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of missile and bombs
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But his family's too broke
to move or find shelter
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If they all had to die,
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they would die together and that's cold... damn
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[Chorus]
Outro 1
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