[VERSE 1]
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I grew up in the same places as,
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Ricky got shot in the face,
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I saw Abrahams brain split on the pave,
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He jumped off the block, right where the kids play,
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We used to sit everyday,
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Chattin' sh*t, We all strayed,
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I guess its deep-seeded urban decay,
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From my angle I can see the ghetto burning away,
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I wanna cry, I find myself turning away,
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This kid 16, Burning the yay,
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Mislearning the game,
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I send a prayer for the pain
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[Chorus]
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As I stand here,
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Oooooo,
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Watching the world go round,
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How it always gets me down,
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Is it supposed to be like this?
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Like this?
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As we ride, (As we ride)
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Oooooo,
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To gain an edge in life,
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Someone always seems to try,
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To come in the way, Is it supposed to be like this?
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[VERSE 2]
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I come from a place where,
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U can't tell what's round the corner,
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Going to jail, Or fail,
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Getting f**ked up,
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Like them little black kids from Bronxtale,
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Well, As long as we're living in hell,
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In the streets violence will always swell,
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I can tell u a thousand tales,
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Documented and detailed,
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And most n*ggas can relate around the world,
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My nigga Kurt got found,
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With bullet rounds in his chest,
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Up in the ATL,
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And the papers hate me well,
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I'm trying to revoke the violence,
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Not promote the violence,
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This is my broken silence,
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And u can hear my screams louder than police sirens,
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I'm tryna fight back,
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Like my n*gga little Byron,
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Just as long as I love and stay vibrant,
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I shall provail,
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And I shall not betrayal,
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I shall put my hands up at the end and say I done wrong,
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Only time I tell, fo' real
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[Chorus]
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[VERSE 3]
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[Last verse coming from the heart]
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I guess we need more stability,
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It's like we're imprisoned in the ghetto and it's getting to me,
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To the point where I'm feeling institutionalised,
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Look in my eyes,
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U'll see pain in it,
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But who can decide?
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Whether I stay entrapped in,
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Packed in,
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Or fly from the restraining of thoughts packed in,
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Inside my brain but,
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I proclaim that I will withstand the rain in,
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In order to get out this game, plus,
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The media, Government,
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Tried to blow us,
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But they can't out the flame,
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Or doubt the name,
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Sh*t and ur evolution's about to change,
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Trust me,
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Sitting round tables with the ties and shirts,
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With the lust to discuss me,
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You disgust me,
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So I must be,
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As level headed as I can,
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To neva back pedal on the plan,
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So we can all hold hands together,
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Unite so we can live as one
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[Chorus (x2)]
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Broken Silence
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So Solid Crew |