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hold on they're murderin' up if you gotta bust a cap then aim it up 
if you religeous praise it up if you gotta get high then blaze it up 
for the ones that never gave it up take a champagne glass and raise it 
up 

verse 1: 

again it was the feelin when I saw his blood spillin 
poppin' lip takin over his tip is why he had to kill him 
now his body's in chalk and no longer can talk so then a life is lost 
somebody tricked off and the killer is caught so now his life is cost 
you might get caught so to make a move these motherfuckers are 
petrified 
on the best to try so when we slide so first bless the rest that died 
is it a test of pride when inside you pull the trigger but you didn't 
want to pull it 
could it be a motherfucker on the other side of the bullet 
should it matter naw, you figure Ima waste 'em just a murder for the 
nation 
for some hemmed up, locked up, broke up for felonies and other overly 
motherly abrasion 
now in front of of me encased in a coffin is a body with people around 
sad and froze 
tears drop like rain but people didn't feel the pain till the casket 
closed 
now the drastic shows and mother threw a frown even when the gunner 
was found 
cuz it seems like yesterday he was runnin around now he under the 
gruond 
cuz the gunner get down in these streets even though u pack a peice 
for heat niggaz urgin' to bust 
the game ain't the same so stay away from the curb if you out there 
servin' them up and 

chorus: 

hold on they're murderin up if you gotta bust a cap them aim it up 
if you religeous priase it up, if you gotta get high then blaze it up 
for the ones who never gave it up take a champange glass and raise it 
up 
make a toast to yourself for survivin in a world thats so corrupt 

(repeat) 

verse: 

again it was the feelin when I saw his blood pourin' 
tragedy mess a man look in the mirror and then I see stud mournin' 
as the streets erases others, it encase a brother 
you had enough heart to waste this brother but can you face his mother 
I was faced with other types of problems that had held me back 
couldn't tell me jack now I'm gone in my own zone but you didn't have 
to tell me that 
so come trail me back to a time when a motherfucker had lost his will 
to survive 
me and my folks had to rob and steal for a meal he'd had to kill to 
survive 
I remember when you had my back when the relative passed and my mother 
cried 
when the house caught flames you collapsed in my arms when you heard 
that your father died 
I take drama in stride I don't have to go thru a thang to get myself 
together 
see for yourself but the worst is gone so its on till the roamin' have 
his shelter 
but if they end up back on the streets again and I have to recieve my 
fate 
smoke weed at the wake so the pain and hate escapes to keep the kids 
straight 
cuz you did straight if your seed succeed cuz they keep learnin, and 
keep growin up 
right now survivin' in a place thats full of doubt and about to 
self-destruct 

chorus 

visualize in invisible eyes how I individualize 
critical cries of pitiful skies that rain pain upon the ghettoland 
where the unforgettable dies 
subliminal lies means no motherfucker never gon make it if he knew 
people to keep it in check soon 
womb to the tomb death is in the next room if a nigga don't realize 
the k's infects doom 
lets assume anotha brotha wanna laugh at you I think he just coulda 
blasted you 
you inhabit you killed them now the trigga tried to kick it but his 
niggaz comin after you 
tellin you its strange of us be crazy steppin to a motherfucker thats 
dangerous 
cuz its a gang of us throwin knuckles in a scuffle if we have two 
thangs to bust 
cocaine to us and my brains to dust I represent you up there so I try 
as long as my enemy bust but soon to be crushed I don't really give a 
fuck if I die so I lie 
my people should be glad to survive in the land of the lost 
its plan of the bos leavin motherfuckers dyin with thier grandmothers 
hand on the cross 
so I take a stand when I talk, ran instead of walk to chalk up another 
victory 
how you did the caper hid the paper breaking other niggaz off is a 
mystery 
with the chemicals and drugs all of these criminals and thugs just 
keep comin' up 
better watch yourself cuz there ain't no love in the streets of a 
world thats corrupt 

chorus

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