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(feat. GangStarr) [Intro/Chorus: Guru] Yo, you suckers is playin a role You niggaz is out of control This world could swallow you whole The evil could snatch your soul [Guru] Yo nigga put the gun away, or you get done away If not today there'll be a bullet for you one day The gunplay used to be the forte As a youth, bustin shots off the roof for horseplay But once you get a glimpse of the shots, flyin at you You think about the possibility of dying and that's true You won't be stressin the gun my son You'll be askin the Lord for a chance, just one Trials and tribulations, critical situations Read it in revelations, check the configuration They poison our population no matter your occupation No matter your congregation, this is a troubled nation [Chorus x2] [Guru] I've seen the worst of the worst, I've seen the best of the best Letras de cancionesSeems like the weight of the world is ridin on my chest A universal pain, my soul has absorbed Don't respect no phonies, don't pay attention to frauds The Lord only knows the depths of my sorrow And some don't follow because their brains are hollow So swallow these words and observe the signs Yo turbulent times, are distrubin the minds of the youth, and ghetto life, is the proof The only skills that's taught, is how to cock and to shoot Poverty crack guns, hustlers stack ones Take money is the motto cause we all lack funds [Chorus x2] [Guru] Nobody owes you nuttin so you better get yours My desire flows like sweat, from my open pores My sores heal, but still the scars remain A lot of niggaz gonna feel, much more pain But yo I guess that's life, it don't make things right Been through a lot of fights, cause ignorance makes me uptight And cats be thinkin, that us rappers ain't real And other cats be thinkin street life is all about steel Some of this may be, but yo, look in my face Cause can't none of y'all bitches ever stand in my place Pop the Remi, some for L, Tah, 'Pac and Biggie Really? Niggaz wanna stop the jiggy? Fuck a willie, still you know you gots to dig me The city, rotten to the core, no pity The crowds roar, scavengers are out to get me I wanna live, I'm tryin hard to stay positive [Chorus x2] [Primo scratches] "Brother do the math.." ".. stay alive.." ".. it's alright!" From Letras Mania