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Chamillion
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December 25, 2003
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Lyrics
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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