Wakin up, prayin n hopin you can't see tha sun Life is tough but it ain't nuthin compared 2a standin in fronna a gun Point bein, you tired of it already but you ain't ready for it 2 be done So any gun pointed at ya better be set to stun Cuz the feelin makes ya numb, so ya can't feel it no mo Got matrix vision, death replayin in slo-mo And ya motives know fa sho the difference between stop n go The only cops you pullin over fo is the plea of ya own ho Set ya own goals n fame is one of em Any opposition in my way? We finna drug em Adrenaline buildin up til we mean muggin You say you a gangsta with a firearm then you buggin Cuz the mos vicious get in harms way within arms reach No bullet holes in ya shirt, but holes between ya teeth Puttin throwed ish on paper, and this is why we livin NOT 2a be gangsta, but 2 show ya why we livid...
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And everytime I mention "We"... I ain't sure who I'm talkin bout... It's like... I'm talkin bout me myself n I