I know it
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today
From the Chi, like Tim it’s the Hard-a-way
So this is in the name of love like Robert says
Before you ask me to get a job today
can I at least get a raise on a minimum wage?
And I know the government administered AIDS
So I guess we just pray like the minister says
Allah o Akbar and throw ‘em some hot cars
Things we see on the screen are not ours
But these dudes from the hood, so the dream’s not far
Where I’m from, the dope boys are the rock stars
But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars
I guess they want us all behind bars
I know it
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