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Rise Above
Its hard to rise above the influence in this world dont die in
the hood for hopeless cause i hear about familys and there
losses tear up but there aint shit i can do and it aint stopping
i pour a 40 on the curb for my dead homie i smoke some weed and
my homies catch me off gaurd telling me we have to kill dont you
see for the homie since he was a real G scared on the inside but
my hands steady my minds telling me i aint ready shhhh david
stay steady but all i can remember is that kid Dan that got shot
in the hood died exactly were he stood i can still hear his
momas crys as he choked on his blood and died dont worry youngin
theres a heaven for a G god please hear my plea the hood aint
for me ive seen to much death most my homies stuck on meth the
stench of alcohol in my breath thinking if growing up in the
hood was my lifes test im sorry ive spoken words like "fuck the
rest" im sorry god ive tried my best never good at school was
known as a fool until the hood took me under i start wonder what
i did with my life now i wake up at night clutching my knife its
all about running hiding and fighting cant walk on some streets
because of the writeing and that fear i always have of dying but
i hope i go out fighting and when my time comes and i hear the
heavenly drums i know i lived my life my way now some youngsters
going to take it away and i bet he'll sleep well that night
knowing he killed a man and i guess my life was just like Dan's
i dident fight back and i died were i stood dident even have
time to look and like all the others ill fade and all ill get is
a 40 on the curb and my homies word of revenge but what then
snap out the dream i see the clip in my hand and i know were i
stand and i know the plan so we cruise threw there hood driving
slow with the windows low listening to that Tupac "One day at a
time" and its time to shine its time to do or die i empty the
clip while i yell out my set but suddenly i start to regreat i
try and forget because i was the one who shot Dan i knew my
objective and i carried out the plan just another day in the
hood trying to survive and waiting to die...
the hood for hopeless cause i hear about familys and there
losses tear up but there aint shit i can do and it aint stopping
i pour a 40 on the curb for my dead homie i smoke some weed and
my homies catch me off gaurd telling me we have to kill dont you
see for the homie since he was a real G scared on the inside but
my hands steady my minds telling me i aint ready shhhh david
stay steady but all i can remember is that kid Dan that got shot
in the hood died exactly were he stood i can still hear his
momas crys as he choked on his blood and died dont worry youngin
theres a heaven for a G god please hear my plea the hood aint
for me ive seen to much death most my homies stuck on meth the
stench of alcohol in my breath thinking if growing up in the
hood was my lifes test im sorry ive spoken words like "fuck the
rest" im sorry god ive tried my best never good at school was
known as a fool until the hood took me under i start wonder what
i did with my life now i wake up at night clutching my knife its
all about running hiding and fighting cant walk on some streets
because of the writeing and that fear i always have of dying but
i hope i go out fighting and when my time comes and i hear the
heavenly drums i know i lived my life my way now some youngsters
going to take it away and i bet he'll sleep well that night
knowing he killed a man and i guess my life was just like Dan's
i dident fight back and i died were i stood dident even have
time to look and like all the others ill fade and all ill get is
a 40 on the curb and my homies word of revenge but what then
snap out the dream i see the clip in my hand and i know were i
stand and i know the plan so we cruise threw there hood driving
slow with the windows low listening to that Tupac "One day at a
time" and its time to shine its time to do or die i empty the
clip while i yell out my set but suddenly i start to regreat i
try and forget because i was the one who shot Dan i knew my
objective and i carried out the plan just another day in the
hood trying to survive and waiting to die...
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