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Give My Life
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#156,063 today Peak #3,025
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Author
Chamillion
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December 25, 2003
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I Give My Life Ask god can he forgive me for all my lyin and stealin; I keep children dealin And I don’t like the feelin; Yall see how a nigga livin; I guess its kinda like the kettle callin the pot black But in my life I cant settle No nigga not Pat! I got three jobs maybe one on the way And when its cold outside I got the month of May And my heat stay close; while the “heat stay close” Hittin up license plates tryin to finger my folks And they know who we are and who we deal with So when they swoop us; on this man we feel this Cant coneceal it; ya homeboys squealin; they got the task force hittin; Hope u listen; No Im not kiddin, you wonderin whos snitchin Laid up with that pigeon; got ya scales in the kitchen This life and bitches please don’t mix em You’ll be pullin out that favor before the GBI frisk you Before you show up in the FBI system I Give my life but its hard wishin/ We can all come up; I hope God listens/ To the cries of the poor; this is my vision/ Make a decision; You against em or you with em/ We in the streets so deep aint no need for sellin dope It fits the company we keep; we born goin for broke No way out this life I live; except jail or hell; these days the HIV Still willin to give; my last to a stranger If its his life or death I wont change up If he’s broke or rich; nigga or bitch; Only if hes talking to the feds hearin ya snitch Will I turn my back; I got niggas in crack That’ll cut ya throat on a dime Or quick to rob ya for they own life This is a code; this is spiritual law This is the fight that the Bible shows us all Can we overcome our trainin; no explainin How we believe all these kings were slave men I don’t believe it!; I gotta see it with my own 2 eyes Yall cant see this movement on the rise Wont be long before they televise; parts of our lives; While they the conquer and divide Either Jewish or Muslim or Black or White; Straight or gay; or wrong or right This is the end of a long regime Man they torture innocent souls and heard them scream But nothing is truly what it seems Especially the cost of the American dream! I Give my life but its hard wishin/ We can all come up; I hope God listens/ To the cries of the poor; this is my vision/ Make a decision; You against em or you with em/
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