[Lil' Wayne's Verse:]
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Ay, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
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My name is Weezy F baby, Hey
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Yeah, Her name is Ms Dynamite, Yeah
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But you tell me...
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[Chorus:]
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You don't have to cry
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You don't have to cry no more
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As long as you keep holding on
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You can damn sure take it
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We gon' make it baby
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You don't have to cry
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You don't have to cry no more
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As long as you keep holding on
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You can damn sure take it
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We gon' make it baby
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You don't have to cry
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Cause the snitches running to the feds
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Hoes bouncing from bed to bed
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No places from trust in your head
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Can't trust it...
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Where so many tears are shed
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Keep friends? he keep a 9 instead
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He know tonight he could be dead
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No justice...
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So many troubled, souls, so many broken homes
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So many kids out of control
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Cause they hopeless...
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Too many on parole, too many lies told
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Too many had they freedom stole
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[Lil' Wayne's Verse:]
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Tryin' to make it out the hood
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Like trying to make it out a man hole without a rope to pull
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Hope the bullshit don't take me out for good
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I know I gotta make the right example for my folk
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I don't joke, though the smoke is hella' hard to pull
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I just take it to the chest like a vet
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Getting still, what I feel on the inside is genocide
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Trying to live on the outside, but will I die
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But you tell me
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[Chorus:]
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You don't have to cry
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You don't have to cry no more
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As long as you keep holding on
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You can damn sure take it
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We gon' make it baby
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You don't have to cry
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You don't have to cry no more
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As long as you keep holding on
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You can damn sure take it
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We gon' make it baby
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You don't have to cry
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My niggas posted on the block
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Like they soldiers in Iraq
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Everyday them bodies drop
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Keep droppin...
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Pain and violence round the clock
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Need help but we cant trust the cops
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So how the f**k we make it stop?
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No stoppin...
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We tired of these bloody streets
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All they breed is tragedy
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This poverty so sad to see
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So sad...
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Long as them sirens ring
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I pray to see the day ya smile
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[Lil' Wayne's Verse:]
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Get up in my state, I'm tryin' to find fate
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Gotta get it for grind sake, I gotta find Kate
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Aint to fire escape, I gotta climb gates
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And knock down walls, and get up when I fall
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You see, given a time ill face, I cant slow the pace
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Gotta move a little faster, aint nobody on my side
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I pray every night, feel like I aint prayin' to god
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Every time I tell mom, she reply
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Aint a whole lot of love where we living
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The self-hate replace the optimism
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Aint a whole lot of chances we're given
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It's bullshit these streets is devil riddin'
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Everyday you hear another mother scream
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Ever night another victim another murder scene
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Every second another nigga turn fiend
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But my ghetto children hold onto your dreams
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[Lil' Wayne's Verse:]
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Though its looking kinda rough you gotta hold on,
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Though its looking kinda rough you gotta hold on,
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I know it looking kinda rough you gotta hold on,
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Though its looking kinda rough you gotta hold on,
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Ay, ay, call me when its, and call me when its
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Ay, ay, and call me when its, call me when its, call me when its
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Ay, all my people call me when its gangsta,
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My name is Weezy F baby, hey
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Her name is Ms Dynamite, hey, yo yo
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I know its lookin' kinda rough you gotta hold on
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You don't have to cry
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You don't have to cry
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You don't have to cry
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You Don't Have To Cry
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Ms. Dynamite |