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[verse 1]

living this poverty and problem i don’t see any progress
a lot of kids on the streets need somebody to watch them
it’s nonsense i got 10 children, and i’m jobless
i’m willing to provide ’em without k!llin’ and robbin’

if only i can, i won’t do it again
but in order to survive we commited too many sins
if you would’ve been in the similar position i’m in
you would’ve done the same thing to pay bills, including the rent

these stupid events are makin us intrude into fence
of every crib whenever there’s a chance, we loosing the sense
we loose innocence, we didn’t choose to be blended in this
you’re really clueless to say its the usual defense

you should defend yourself cause we just moved from the pen
climbin’ the roof to begin enterin’ your room through to vent
soon as i’m in, i’ll be shootin’ you and your men
emptying the sh-t in your bag, all the jewerlies and the bread

[verse 2]

we’ve been suffering, living as the troublers
you in the metropolis, walking on the same path stumbling
caught up in this game badly strugglin but some will win
some of us won’t, so we’ll keep on smuggling drug again

me with my homie ren picked the door and we broke in
i think we’re in the wrong crib there’s a seven year old kid
so then my homie madly told me to get him the chrome quick
shoot the head to get blown, stole a car in they lawn quick

before we get witnessed by some snitches in this zone, ren…
is blinded from the smoke, “yo, where the road went?”
throw the gun that you used to hit the kid in his dome with
out of the window, we ran the man over with his own whip

his bone ripped, the police are coming to chase
we get up outta the car, we went our sepparate ways
sn-tch a white gold earing teared the skin off and i’m fearing
to get caught to be here with this and people started apearing

i hop up on a motorcycle with my homie in the helmet
we can’t help it but to recklessly jack a neckless and sell it
this b-tch is struggling, pull the trigger shot in the head
we lucky them bills are dollars there’s a lot in the bag

we got the profit it’s well stashed in a bottle of beer
while i’m hollerin’ “bail!!!” before sombody go tell
the cops to lock us in jail, they can’t follow us here
how many k!lls we’ve done committed since we’ve been robbin and stealin

even the fraud we been dealing we ain’t never get caught
let’s go the other way cause this bridge is a little bit broad
theres a confined p-ssage, just drive p-ss it, slip in the dark
we tricked and we lost them, it’s our criminal thought…

that saved us, imagine we manage to escape cause
the crime in the mind, the cell of the blood in the vein rush
i’ts dangerous it’s like playing rushian roulette
inhaling the air feeling the nervousness in your breath

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