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[Verse 1: Ace Hood] Another statistic, nah I just wanna live in Gods cubicle, far away from Lucifer Not a slave, gold chains compliment the mula’ much Rather see me crucified, police are the crucifiers Shoot us up and dig a ditch, this ain't nothin’ new to us Murders happen every day, kids on their merry way Dyin’ before they’re 21, bullets never had a name God bless Trayvon Martin I’m in my hoodie Another innocent young brother who met a bully Man this poor world is fucked up Hard times, tough luck Section 80, food stamps, jobs never hired us I’m just tryna’ fulfill my wishlist Don't wanna be another statistic [Hook : Ace Hood] Don’t wanna be another statistic Don’t wanna be another statistic Another statistic [Interlude] No matter what obstacles come our way No matter how much they're trying to keep us down Nothing should stop us from being victorious We shall fight Letras de cancionesWe will never give up We will never give in We shall take it to the mountain top Nobody could hold us down, I say nobody [Verse 2: Ace Hood] Martin Luther King had a dream and my niggas do too While Emmett Till beat and killed and gouged like a fruit Reason why them youngin’s untamable as a youth And fuck the government cause’ they trying to disguise truth I send my prayers out to mankind Not enough graduations but too many crimes Pay attention as a parent gotta peep the signs Feeling like a book is corny so they keep a nine Lord bless em’ got me stressin’ while I’m raising mine See in the hood people think you won’t amount to nothing Funny, I made a million out of 10 cents Don’t wanna be another statistic (preach) [Hook : Ace Hood] [Interlude] We refuse to be apart of divine violence We refuse to be stepped on We gotta stand for something We don't fall for anything, stand up Whats all the pain you been through? It's time, It's time to stand as one Stand up for one another We will not lose [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Niggas getting murdered with burners few in the sternum Jot it in my journal why killers are so determined I keep on preachin’ defeat the demons in every sermon Just watch the people that meet and greet ya’ Some aren’t worthy Some friends aren’t friends, they dirty need some detergent So many tragedies around the world, I’m praying urgent I’m just trying to become a blessing and serve a purpose Nobody’s perfect, I’m still sinning just have mercy While we killing our own people Boston Massachusetts bombed by some thrill seekers It’s just so tragic, many perished I could barely witness Don’t wanna be another statistic (pray) [Hook: Ace Hood] (Merci à junior Muabilu pour cettes paroles) From Letras Mania