Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh
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See to live is to suffer but to survive
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well that's to find meaning in the suffering.
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[Chorus]
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Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
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Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
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Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
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Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up!
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[Repeat]
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[1]
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I been through mad different phases like Masons
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to find my way & now I know that happy days are not far away
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If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
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doing something more constructive with they time
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than bids I know because I been there
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now I'm in there sit back & look
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at what it took for me to get there
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First came the bullshit the drama with my mama
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she got on the fly shit until i split
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and said that I'ma be that seed
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that doesn't need much to succeed
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strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
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I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
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baggin' niggas when I caught a buzz
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for thinking about how short I was
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Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell
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group homes & institutions, prepare my ass for jail
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They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man
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when I was just learnin' to stand without a helpin' hand
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Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
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to make a father leave his first kid at 7 doin' my first bid?
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Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme
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to get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
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and by all means I will be living high off the hog
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and I never gave a fuck about much but my dog
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That's my only motherfucka I had offered my last
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Just another little nigga headed nowhere fast
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[Chorus]
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[2]
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That ain't the half shit get's worse as I get older
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actions become bolder heart got colder
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chip on my shoulder that I dared a nigga to touch
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didn't need a click cause I scared a nigga that much
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One deep went to for kicks
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catchin' vicks throwin' bricks gettin by bein' slick
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used to get high to get by used to have to puff my L
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in the morning before I get fly
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I ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin'
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I did some coke now I'm ready to take something
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3 years later showing signs of stress
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didn't keep my hair cut or give a fuck how I dressed
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I'm possessed by the darker side livin' the cruddy life
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Shit like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
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wanna make records but I'm fucking it up
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I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
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[Chorus]
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[3]
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Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
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Niggas talking shit like damn look how that rock got him
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Open like a window no more Indo look at a video
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sayin' to myself that could've been yo on the TV
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believe me it could be done somethin's got to give
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it's got to change cause I've got a son
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I've got to do the right thing for shorty
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and that means no more getting high drinking forties
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So I get back lookin' type slick again
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Fake niggas jump back on my dick again
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Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel
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& much respect to all my niggas that kept it real
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Kept a nigga strong kept a nigga from doin wrong
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Niggas know who they is and this is yo fuckin' song
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and to my boo who stuck with a nigga through
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all the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due
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[Chorus]
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can't get up...I gots to get up
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This is from the heart baby, don't get it twisted
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Ahh X RATED!!!!!
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Slippin
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| DMX |
