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Witnessed the end of our fair lady A million pieces lost at sea Ruined is the crew That's setting sail with me Oh Lord we're sinking, God knows we fall Set sail for Heaven, pray my soul won't get lost Pray God accepts me, I know I'm wrong But we've been shipwrecked, since we were born It was 91st and Langley, we was 6 deep Stepping up the stairs black Buick with a slick creep Moving down the block we had froze (froze) Felt the tension in my toes “Man who is that? I don't know" Driving slow, man, he probably throwed See we was thrown off, it was New Year's Eve I still remember when my baby lungs blew them trees I still felt like a saint when I drew that breeze On the corners was I hanging never banging, but I knew them G's It's been tragic since Boy Meets World it's been savage But the goal was never really the beef, its been cabbage We kill for it, when we die we can't have it But we can't kill the habit holding onto this boat 'til we shipwreck So we swim upon the shore, I die on sand before the dawn I watch my niggas die afraid what could I fear They say the waves will wash our sin Letras de cancionesThat we were black because our skin I know we gazed upon the promise, but I'm not sure I’ve been in these waters like the Titanic Waves crashed down, you would’ve thought a nigga drowned, but I’m staring at the sky like, “Why panic?" Don’t you know who I pray to? We've been looking like prey I just caught this shit at the prelude, peace I been keeping it, step into the wools, forever a black sheep To the herd, how you not heard about this nigga? You think you feeling the flow somewhere in the ceiling, I’m not hot Trust I’ll be bringing it, a nigga get it like "Pop pop!" I’ve been trying to give them what’s good, but don’t call it food for thought; shit taste like a hot fry Shit had a nigga so thirsty I couldn’t see straight, it was like I was cock-eyed Fam, tell them what you’ve seen on the southside Tell them, tell them where you been, nigga, tell them where you’re going Cold park whenever I was outside Somebody shooting nigga, even when it’s snowing In the cold, you could see the people thirsty Well, I gotta little water right here, you heard me All you gotta do is take a sip And I don’t want your souls, and I do not want your gold I just do it for the Free my nigga don't trip Don’t trip, I do it for the free, my nigga, don’t trip Don’t trip, I do it for the free, my nigga, don’t trip Don’t trip Ten thousand tiny soldiers marching right through my heart Couldn't keep me at bay From Letras Mania