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[talking]

Hey nigga

This is our last time bonita

After this, we out

Im tellin you

We die together

An eye for an eye (in italian)

A tooth for a tooth (in italian)

An eye for an eye

A tooth for a tooth

All my niggas

Feel me

[verse 1]

I cant rest

So much stress to live illegal

My uncle on death row

Waiting to get the needle

Holla if you hear me, people

This dope game is evil

A bloody river runnin through the ghetto

That new born baby

In the dumpster

She been dead for a week

While the dope fiend momma

Gettin high on the street

Gettin beat by police

Still prayin for peace

Niggas playin for keeps

Yellow tape and white sheets

And time is going by so slowy

I plead insanity

My family my homies

Sick of swallowing rocks

To avoid them cops on the block

Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell blocks

This ghetto got me thinkin about death

When will it stop

Either you punch the clock

Or you open up shop

Chorus

Everyday Im livin with stress

So I smoke the cess (I dont wanna die in the ghetto)

To the get the pain of my chest

Everyday Im livin with stress

So I smoke the cess (please dont let me die in the ghetto)

To the get the pain of my chest

Everyday Im livin with stress

So I smoke the cess (I dont wanna die in the ghetto)

To the get the pain of my chest

Everyday Im livin with stress

So I smoke the cess (please dont let me die in the ghetto)

To the get the pain of my chest

[verse 2]

Gettin murdered by the hands of a buster

Over respect

Last night my little homie cought a bullet in the neck

Look in his eyes

He kinda looked surprised in his last breath

But life goes on for niggas

Throwin up they set

In terror

In the ghetto when this shit aint stoppin

Niggas run in your crib

And make references to why your momma

Washin fiends

Never with a fly

Chasin a high

And gettin aids from a *****

Aint no way to die

And everyday Im seeing signs

Of the end of the world

My nigga bobby killed himself and his lady

In front of his baby girl

Feds, watch a nigga

Tryin to make the bus

But niggas stay strapped

And gats, we trust (cmon)

Chorus

[verse 3]

Bill clinton in the white house

*****ing hoes

Innocent kids gettin shot on my block

Casket closed

Hear the niggas in the cell blocks

Screaming for freedom

Tryin to cop a cigarette for stress

Cause they need them

Remember jj got shot

In a high speed chase

Busted in the back

Through the license plate

My reality is fatality

I verbalize pain before I be another casualty

Infared beam on the glock

Just aim and pop

You see me for a split second

And your dead and got

I try to tell these young kids

Go to school

They wanna smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool

They dont hear me though

[talking]

Yeah man

Its sad you know

We aint got no jump shot

Cant play football

We aint got no money for college

But I see these niggas on the block

Rolling with their fancy cars

Fancy gold

Fancy hoes

Nigga, ima get it how I live

You know

Ima yall young niggas some advice

Dont get greedy nigga

Get what you came for

To many niggas dying

Trying to prove something to another nigga

Be true to yourself

True to what you know nigga

Stay true to the gizzame

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