[Young Malice:]
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Where I'm from?
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Killers go dumb
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Usually deatch is the outcome
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Welcome to the jungle
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Where kidnappers hunt you
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The streets they really want you
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Serious
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No smile on this block gives answers gets per curious
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Good times disappears quickly back into a mist
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Shoot I hardly ever miss
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That means I'm accurate
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Crack the pitch
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Then pretty soon I have to switch
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Scratching the itch with paper cuts on my index
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The real riders shoot up blocks and screams "who next? "
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Like my nigga 2-Tech he totes 2-techs.
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It been a beef before in Houston they called it "plex"
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They got to know the protocol
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I'm warning y'all
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It gets deep
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So deep the prison guards will put you to sleep
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Rest eternally
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No coming back
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You OD'd
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Overdose
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This neighborhood got me comatose
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Back up against the wall another statistic I know
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[Chorus: Z-Ro]
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The streets always been my daddy
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And mommy is the colleges
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I'm a soldier and I'm about my mail
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If I get busted I'm not about to tell
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Because I'm a gangster
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The streets always been my daddy
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And mommy is the colleges
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I'm a solider and I'm about my mail
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I ain't trying to do right because I'm already living in hell
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Because I'm a gangster
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[Will Hen:]
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The gas prices are too high
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Pay raises too low
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I'm better off in the game flippin kicks like Judo
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Or out somewhere pimpin getting money by the two hoes
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That's why I'm in the lab with The Product spittin new flows
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Feds watchin my hood entirely too much gunplay
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Neighborhood basketball star slained last Monday
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Raided the neighborhood kingpin last Tuesday
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If this was going on in your neighborhood what would you say?
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Given the opportunity to tell it to the masses
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Low and middles class still carrying bus passes
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Young girls giving birth before they hit the 9th grade
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About to be a mom and can't even make Kool-Aid
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Who made this crack anyway?
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Told this about this herron
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Sold us to alcohol and the guns that we care-on
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[Chorus: Z-Ro]
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[Scarface:]
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It's like the ghetto got a heart and a soul
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A mind of it's own
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A hunger for a young cat die before he grown
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A lust for a young girl sliding down the pole
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She's always falling short on her goals
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The street life is cold
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It's either when you lose or you fold
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Money is the root of all evil is what I was told
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And everything that you thought you would leave there is a hoax
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You put your faith in front of those demons and when the smoke clear
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The truth appear
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The fight for your life
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The struggles of the wrong versuses right
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And wrong won
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The song sung
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In the keys of reality
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When death crosses your path bloodshed tragically
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So automatically you come to a close
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And realize no matter what the key to the codes
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I seen the hood swallow motherfuckers whole
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Then shit them out in the system ain't never make it home
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I know
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[Chorus: Z-Ro]
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Soldier Story
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Scarface |