Tonalité : Eb major
Verse 1
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[Joe Budden]
Uh- huh...
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I just want everybody to kinda be clear..
Of what's takin place right now...
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It's not an introduction,
it's more like a beginning...
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It's like the calm before the storm...
I guess you can sorta call it, the rebirth...
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Or the birth period...
it's the growth...
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For all my real niggaz... real people
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in general...
It's never one- dimensional,
it goes out to everybody...
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If you can though... just kinda
take some time out...
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Relate to it
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For all
Verse 2
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my mans that died,
with grams at they side
Plans just to ride,
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gun jammed when he tried
Ballers who never made it out the hood
Cats who owed,
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but never made it out the hood
If they offered you pleas and you went
to court with it
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My dawgs doin time cause
you got caught with it
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Or if you need cheddar,
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blast heat whenever
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And run from the cops cause
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you know the streets better
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Dope niggaz who rich cause
they know connects
Or dope niggaz who spit
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but got no connects
If you pitch to pay rent,
but get no business
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Life in the state pen but get no visits
Fend for yourself cause you
ain't got no boys
Ride or die,
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really you ain't got no choice
If your alibi's straight when
you're wanted on the stand
Soldiers that take they football
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C
numbers like a man
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Hustle O- Z cause your product
rich there
Hood know you snitch but
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you gotta live there
You held your man shot,
you don't know where it hit him
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And you tryin to buy guns,
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you don't know where to get 'em
If you strapped in the streets
with your palms all black
Young G's that gotta see
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they moms on crack
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Am
Pop can't be found, hand me down
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When you the oldest out of five,
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hold the family down
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If you caught a body and your wiz hid you out
If you slept in the park
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when moms kicked you out
Or if you gonna die,
you gon' leave with a slug
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Idolized your big bro, but he was a thug
If you squeeze your leather first
'cause it never hurt
Street cats that never work
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cause it never worked
Or if you got your shit snatched,
gripped, clipped the mack
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Too small for the kickback, but gotta
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get your shit back
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Killed niggaz playin,
but you was only boxin
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Accept twenty flat as your only op tion
Calm in the jungle in between the system
If you high on parole and got
Gm
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ta clean your sys tem
If you told 'em to stop,
cause soon you'll lose it
Pull up your pants leg,
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bullet wounds to prove it
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Or if you grabbed the liquor, swallow it hard
If they drive- by on you but
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you follow the car
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Full clip cause your foes is lurkin; or
the D's at your door
with a picture,
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"Do you know this person?"
If you dead broke,
but forced into extortin
Cause your girl pregnant and she
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don't want a abortion
Got charged before, strap a gun anyway
Took the state's lawyer,
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but you won anyway
Stand up cats beat the odds by far
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Real recognize real, R.R.R.
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Don't mistake
Verse 3
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a amped up
nucca.. for what?
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For a stand up nucca.. I won't
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If you a stand up
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nucca.. then what?
Am
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Then stand up nucca..
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R.. R.. R..
Verse 4
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Basically, that's about it...
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Hope you people get a
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better understanding...
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And roll with me... geah!
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Let's get into it...
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