we need change
my name really run deep in the streets I'll put a nigga ass to sleep dat wat ya get when ya fuckin wit Creep the blood from veins don't seep down to the concrete I'm the rose dat grew from the concrete the street life really scarred me if I was a street lawyer dey'll disbarr me for all the murders dey couldn't pin me wit fuck the police dey always talkin shit when dey can't get dey man dey have nervous break downs and can't understand how a nigga keep slippin thru dey hands if i was rodney king the police'll beat me up if i was Alton Sterling dem bitches'll heat me up Black Lifes Matter but no one seems to giva fuck the cops wanna c ya on back of meat wagon truck in the ghetto we stuck down on our luck and our name ain't Chuck Charlie Brown or Norris on a dollar bill dey got the eye Horace watchin over world as it spin in a swirl God made us boy and girl to become kings and queens one day so we run this bitch the right way
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