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"Does one crime erase another? Friend, shall we turn dishonest because life is hard?" I paint this for our patron saints All our Santas carried them hammers Our guidance counselors was talented scramblers Spiritual leaders, ran a number hold Tycoons moved in vests, and kept a money roll We bought the noise, gun and bust, none of us altar boys With army issue harm a tissue, we ain't walk with toys The rawest from any wars one of New York deploys Made Orphan Annies like all the families court destroys It's the elder man, sold things pray I never sell again Son trust, bum rush if they ain't let us in The lepers infected us, said it was medicine Life's travail, fight for survival, that's all it's ever been Nothing's blessed, even the bonds of friends are tested Would you surrender if you did it but your man's arrested? Our peacekeepers bust they gun repeated Our caregivers stole everything we needed It's D-Day, each week in BK you see us here grimacin' Never marinate on beef you don't plan on finishin' 'Cause every effort's for the record, we ain't here scrimmagin' Soon as son start shinin', they tryna diminish him They nay behavior made us braver, thicker armor Ain't kill who you aimed at, came back quick as karma Letras de cancionesSo par, so far haven't missed in the midst of drama Nine notice and pick me up at they lowest, it's a honor A monk swore a vow of silence to the jakes Our yogis did stretches upstate I saw Lancelots at round tables cuttin' eighths A mogul just caught another case Started with less, then progressed to bare minimum Can't just happen upon no chips, gotta be here winnin' em That's what food is for, hungry if you lose or draw Every session I'm pressin' to precious jewels galore Used to violate tryin' make, that's what every move was for The only particular mission of the crew was accruin' more With impressive steel, dressed to kill, you know the lifestyle Hit the curb to serve the early bird, and the night owl To fix these broken pockets, had to break some hearts Can't be bothered to hit your target, gotta make some marks Quiet and frigid disposition, growin' up in the cold Surprised I ain't get high from what I was low enough to behold Like when Pops shot at the neighbor's shop, put one in his head He knew how he grew me, threw me the gun, a hundred, and fled Didn't play, 'fore po' arose dispose of exhibit A I was raised to age a few years in a day If not elite, didn't eat if you didn't pray As much as I heal, had to deal, all my scars are here to stay Our senseis spent days peddling Our heroes sold heroin From Letras Mania