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Bless the Child
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Nick Grant
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Yeah, uh, Pacino movies, cue the scenes, they told me the world is ours Admired mobsters 'til I learned they push crack in our projects God's body, too much to dissect Pray on you like these vulture women to NBA prospects Too young to die America eats its babies I'm just askin' can I borrow? You feed a man but Indian who killed you all Thanks for givin' us nothing Vision crystal clear Huey wicker chair Smell the stench of fear Hard to kill a king who's self-aware Would you ride for me? Would you die for me? n***a please, you passed your loyalty around like project freaks I'm Selassie in the Maserati The ghost of Pac in the MGM lobby The world is ours, who gon' stop us, huh? Uh, on the road to riches and diamond rings I can hear these ghetto screams If you ain't livin' like me, you don' know what that mean I can hear these ghetto screams You hear that pop, it's the big payback, better get back n***a we strapped, n***a You hear that pop, it's the big payback, better get back n***a we strapped, n***a
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