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They shot him They shot him, they shot him Oh my God, he didn't even have a gun Oh my God, he didn't have a gun He didn't have a, oh God He didn't have a gun Helicopters over my balcony If the police can't harass, they wanna smoke every ounce of me Breath is alchemy, see how the life converted You tell me life's a female dog, well I'm perverted Go to jail and get murdered Murder was the case they gave us Manipulate the system so the prison could save us, ayy Nothin' can save us Foot Locker, liquor stores, undercovers bringin' hordes Ten years plus four, little kids die at war Mama wants me baptized, swimmin' in this blood shore Shut down schools to open drugs and gun stores I see the floor, gotta flourish When I'm readin' my horoscope, the vision is horrid But you be soarin', stay woke Rather die rich than stay broke I was starin' though my rearview in my pitch-black locs My notes reappear, disappear, sh*t is wicked here Tragedy all over the screen like William Shakespeare plays Disease, the grade, increase grenades Disease, the AIDS, I seize today Like Wade, I fade away I pray today, 'cause life is crazy JAY-Z, a school for hard knocks They want us crucified with stones and hard rocks
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