Oh
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I've been travellin' on this road too long
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Just tryna find my way back home
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The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
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Oh oh
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Ever had one of them days wish would've stayed home
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Run into a group of suckers trying to get they hate on
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You walk by
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They get wrong
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You reply then shit get blown
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Way outta proportion
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Way past discussion
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Just you against them, pick one then rush 'em
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Figure you'll get jumped, hell that's nothing
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They don't wanna stop there now they bussin'
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Now you gushin', ambulance rushin'
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You to the hospital with a bad concussion
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Hit 4 times plus it hit your spine
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Paralyzed waist down now ya wheel chair bound
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Nevermind that now you lucky to be alive
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Just think it all started you fussin' with 3 guys
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Now ya pride in the way, but ya pride is the way
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You could mess around, get shot, die any day
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People die everyday all over bull shit,
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Dope money, dice game, ordinary hood shit
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Could this be 'cos of hip hop music?
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Or did the ones with the good sense not use it?
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Usually people don't know what to do
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When their back against the wall so they just start shootin'
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For red or for blue or for blo I guess
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From Bankhead or from your projects
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No more stress, now I'm straight,
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Now I get it, now I take
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Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family's sake
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That part of me left yesterday
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The heart of me is strong today
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No regrets I'm blessed to say
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The old me dead and gone away
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Oh
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I've been travellin' on this road too long
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Just tryna find my way back home
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The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
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Oh oh
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I ain't never been scared, I lived through tragedy
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Situation could've been dead lookin' back at it
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Most of that shit didn't even have to happen
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But you don't think about it when you out there trappin'
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In apartments, hangin', smokin', and rappin'
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Suckers start shit, next thing ya know we cappin'
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Get locked up then didn't even get mad
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Now think about damn what a life I had
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Most of that shit, look back, just laugh
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Some shit still look back get sad
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Maybe my homeboy still be around
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Had I not hit the sucker in the mouth that time
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I won that fight, I lost that war
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I can still see my homie walkin' out that door
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Who'da thought I'd never see Philant no more?
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Got enough dead homies I don't want no more
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Cost a sucker his job cost me more
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I'd took that ass-whooping now for sure
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Now I think before I risk my life
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Take them chances to get my stripe
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A sucker put his hands on me alright
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Otherwise stand there talk shit all night
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'Cos I hit you, you sue me,
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I shoot you, get locked up, who me?
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No more stress, now I'm straight,
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Now I get it, now I take
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Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family's sake
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That part of me left yesterday
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The heart of me is strong today
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No regrets I'm blessed to say
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The old me dead and gone away
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Oh
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I've been travellin' on this road too long
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Just tryna find my way back home
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The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
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Oh oh
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I turn my head to the East
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I don't see nobody by my side
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I turn my head to the West
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Still nobody in sight
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So I turn my head to the North
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Swallow that pill that they call pride
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That old me is dead and gone
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But that new me will be alright
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I turn my head to the East
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I don't see nobody by my side
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I turn my head to the West
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Still nobody in sight
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So I turn my head to the North
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Swallow that pill that they call pride
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That old me is dead and gone
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But that new me will be alright
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Oh
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I've been travellin' on this road too long
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Just tryna find my way back home
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The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone (But that new me will be alright)
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Oh oh
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Oh
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I've been travellin' on this road too long (But that new me will be alright)
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Just tryna find my way back home (But that new me will be alright)
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The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone (But that new me will be alright)
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Oh oh
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Dead And Gone
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Cute Is What We Aim For |