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Onyx - Me
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Fredro Starr]
Just to let you know this is 9/11/2001
The day the World Trade Center up
is real, son
Shit hit home, kid, up
Hope you can this

Hope you can me
(Hope you can me)
So pain insii-ii-iide
you can hear me
I'm crying through my

Starr]
When I first the track it made me cry
Brought tears to my eyes and I even know why
My ain't nothing but anger and pain
Tatoos on the of my arm should explain
Blood, and tears, ten years in the game
So times all alone with the gat to my brain
It's me against the nigga, I feel the same
I'm "Ready to Die" too Big, I the same
I'm America's nightmare - young, black and
Man, I'm paranoid, make me wanna clap my
A hundred an hour, wanna rap my whip
Asking God "Shit, where we after this?"
I'ma thug, a til heart be stop
Til pick me off the street nigga, murdered a shot
My wars, my words, the only thing I got
And I by the gun and I die by the glock
16 shots, fuck that I'm takin all
I'd rather die on my feet then live and
My gun got powers the 48 Lords
The "Ghetto Superstar" die see my on the wall, and don't forget me

Growing up in Brooklyn, times was 'cause...
Poor as we was it couldn't get no
On my ave. of us was not blood
But as kids we that block love
But that faded, when my got arrested
They thugged on the to hard, we was ejected
To the creator - was it you that made pick Queens?
So her baby son race the world, when he created things?
Why her elders heard the sounds of sirens?
Plus they ignored the guidance
Why was the time I was born
Turn it upside down the same thing
Why do I a M-16, and the 9?
Will I to go out, blazing one at a time?
When you took moms baby carriage, in the stage
Was he too ill for this world, and you a mistake?
Did he come back ask me, to do great?
To the fam strong and straight, help my brother's escape?
And baby sis and us, living on an estate
Do it big, or die trying - is that my

[Sticky
Who really cares, what the world about me?
If I die right now, is you with me?
When I'm broke, who the got money for me?
Can't even trust half the team running me
I only know three people kill for me
the sixth commandment, make blood spill for me
Life and death - the only that's real for me
'cause I was born into the with a guilty plea
Now hit the fan, is you ridin with me?
When the whole watching, all eyes on me
Swear on a stack of Bibles, for me
Look the judge dead in the and lie for me
If I go to prison, who gon do my for me?
the revolution, get the chair, fry with me
Go out in a blaze of glory, to the sky with me
I'm all alone in world, all I got is me

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