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Where do we go from here ? Im not scared to die These fools dont want us To multiply But while you alive Mate all you can While we recreate The cops puttin' us In the crates GOVs peepin' us since The civil war on us They scared of us We used to not have guns And they still shot at us Once we got guns Then they began to run Jungle fever souls in pain Torture my words is vain Know they know my name Huh **** look at the numbers Reflectin' on our community Churches aint for free Huh liqour stores makin' drunks Guns stores makin' young punks Got us killin' each other And we the same color Open up nigguhs n hear me clear Dont be a slave to fear Know ya instinct Rise rise rise ya know They dont give a **** about us
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Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 11:32 PM UTC
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Where do we go from here ? Im not scared to die These fools dont want us To multiply But while you alive Mate all you can While we recreate The cops puttin' us In the crates GOVs peepin' us since The civil war on us They scared of us We used to not have guns And they still shot at us Once we got guns Then they began to run Jungle fever souls in pain Torture my words is vain Know they know my name Huh **** look at the numbers Reflectin' on our community Churches aint for free Huh liqour stores makin' drunks Guns stores makin' young punks Got us killin' each other And we the same color Open up nigguhs n hear me clear Dont be a slave to fear Know ya instinct Rise rise rise ya know They dont give a **** about us
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Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 11:32 PM UTC
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