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It's Your World, Pt. 1 & 2

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Night blows, stoves don't work, hoes at work A warrior, so I wear 'em on my shirt Wish I was free as Che was, I spend a day buzzed Trippin' on heights, wishin' for Nikes in different flavors The age of Kane and Big Daddy, short-body Caddies Uncles named Larry, that never really grabbed me My mother gave birth but she really never had me Left to the hood to play daddy Raised by niggas named Butch, Scoot or Bae-Bae With weight so they weigh they status on the streets License plates that say they, motto This is Chicago in the heyday Similar to Good Times, I guess that I was JJ A skinny nigga, young girls with Penny figures So many niggas, stacked upon each other It's the black upon each other that we love so much Wonder how many of us, these drugs gonna touch Used to gangbang, ain't really thug that much Rather have some thick broads and a dutch to clutch Went to school in Baton Rouge for a couple of years My college career got downed with a couple of beers Came back home, now I gotta pay back loans Same nigga, same block, same shit they on Only thing different, quicker, they click that chrome In my defense, yo, I had to hit that zone Man to man, I'm good workin' with my hands My generation never understood workin' for the man And, of being broke I ain't a fan Now I stand in the same spot as my old man My life I planned not to be on this corner I still wanna see California But this is my world It's your world It's your world It's your world It's your world Life and death flow around us Four pounds and pounds of bird from out of towners It's hard to stay grounded We stay high, that's why old folks down us Lost, nobody found us, the force that surrounds us Ain't with us, they get us on the ground and hit us We paint pictures of the chains under their names and scriptures Removed from Earth, only to return through birth Knew this girl sellin' her body, wish she knew what it was worth Between God and trash, lookin' in every car that pass With a walk that suggests head, to milk niggas she was breastfed She know dairy so she say cheese to get bread In the area where it's more weaves and less dreads Kinda scary, amongst thieves and base-heads Said it was her toes, but I could tell her soul hurt She was cold turk, growin' up she got to know hurt Very well in a world where self hate is overt Her stepfather thought he was Ike, so her mother he strike She got to like like-minded niggas, who liked crimes and figures Doin' white lines and liquor, see hard times had kicked her In the ass, it used to be thicker Life is fast, some choose to be quicker I remember in high school she had a passion to sing Now she see herself



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