キー: A minor
Verse 1
They left me here, to die or grow
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All I owned was hangin' on my back
And Lord knows, how I learnt
You're dirty and you're filthy
Tobacco Road
Gonna get me some
dynamite and a crane
I'm gonna blow it up
Lord knows gonna start all over again"
Verse 2
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The world is the place
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The beauty of life is mine today
Verse 3
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it's mathematical
I choose the M1, because
Nothin was changed, we ain't protected
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They push the wrong buttons,
Brooklyn blown away and the
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This is what we learn in the streets,
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Believe in none of what you hear
Verse 4
smoke crack
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I seen a lot of shit in twenty-
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When your heart is turning ice cold
to blistering winds
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My mother keep her eyes closed,
she say she prayin'
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When she speak of Jesus, I ignore it
But when it's practical, I'm all for it
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You got to think like a soldier
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I'm training myself to snatch
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Discipline keep the mind focused
This whole world is a corn field, son
Verse 5
Don't let 'em get in your head,
they try to probe you
Figure your thoughts so they
can try and control you
It's psychology boy,
Don't let 'em get in your head,
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Figure your thoughts so they
can try and control you
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control your whole crew
Verse 6
with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
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I got your back if you got mine
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My enemy's enemy is my man
while the crackers got the upper hand
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My comrades stand on lands stolen
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Every tooth a golden opportunity
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hostage?
10% ransom,
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costing us time we lost and some
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What we do to live is insane
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Just like crack, you know it all boils down
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To the dollars- and- cents of it
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Niggas commence to get rents to
Verse 7
Psychology
reefer in the halls
No respect for their laws
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The tree bark fatigues help me
Life is a series of serious choices
Theories is formed from experience,
never mysterious forces
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can lead to failure
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Too much of anything is a trap
My mind snap
Guerrilla warfare for two grand
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man (poor man)
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They say karate means 'empty hands'
Verse 8
they try to probe you
It's psychology boy,
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now what the fuck that make you want to do?
they try to probe you
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Figure your thoughts so they
It's psychology boy,
Verse 9
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Then we won't survive
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If we don't realize
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(psychology)
Verse 10
of pyramids and pistols
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And glimmering gold teeth that
Wisdom is a tool, you get blasted
Wisdom is a tool,
Interlude 1
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Verse 11
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No- one is promised tomorrow
Free your mind
Seize the time
No- one is promised tomorrow
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