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[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, this is life It`s a struggle, it`s my pain Our pain, it`s our love It`s our life, it`s our struggle [Chorus: Tragedy Khadafi] What we live for, what we die for It`s the stress, it`s the test, this my war The words I live by, ya`ll never run scared But this life, this is love, these are some fears [Killah Priest] Is little ghetto kids ever gonna see the sun Look what that metal did, sad, cuz he was young Outside his funeral, doorags, white tees and funds It`s all I could do, make a path, hear the preacher comes Little Tasha`s moms had a bad coke habit But she still weighs lobby full of broke addicts Broken elevator, next to the extenerator Lord, forgive me, my whole life I have been a gangsta Bars on the window, jars of that Indo Keep us everything, God, for our kinfolks See `em on the holiday, holdin` down the funeral Every day a dollar`s made, hope you life is beautiful But we let them lama`s bang, ya`ll know the usual Never know our mama`s pain, til that black suit`s on you Baby moms stressin`, these streets give me bad vibes But I rep the hood life, live it til our flatline [Chorus] [Chorus II: Tragedy Khadafi] The words I live by, ya`ll never run scared But this life, this is love, these are some fears It`s the joy, it`s the pain, nothing compares It`s the hood, look around, feel it in the air [Tragedy Khadafi] A young soldier on the roof, starin` at the street He never knew his fate, would be decided by the beast To say the very least, murdered by the white police To kick the door open, slugs tore his flesh apart The moonlight meters, blood glisten in the dark Seconds later, he was dead, bullets in the heart I heard his mother sceaming, my dreams, I ain`t sleep I try to break, feel my body tangled in the sheets Am I living, am I dying, tell me where I`m going Look at the sky, ask me why, really I ain`t knowing Tell me where`s the justice, heaven you need to hug us Where they killin` black babies and destroyin` mothers Cops strayin` brothers, I don`t want to count the numbers Are we lost in this world, with no one to love us Are we lost in this world, with no one to love us (Timothy, we ridin` for you) [Chorus] [Chorus II]
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