Tom: F minor•
Verse 1
I'm too close to the edge on this one nigga
I ain't gon' jump though,
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I'mma keep it raw gutter
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you know I need you on this one nigga
Verse 2
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I got shit on my chest,
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I must confess
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Last night I was the nigga that
shot up your projects
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Now I'm back in the hood,
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with rocks in the Pyrex
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Tan khakis and them Nike Airs
with the dyed checks
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I was forced to live this life,
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forced to bust my chrome
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My pops left me in a foster home
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I felt abandoned like Quik now
that Mausberg gone
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So I don't hop in the SS without
the Mossberg homes
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I've been rappin' for a year and a half,
my life is real
Put the gun in his mouth,
he gon' bite the steel
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Come to Compton, I got stripes for real
Before Dre, before the ice,
before the deal - I was almost killed
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Like 'Pac before the Death Row deal
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I got shot over two pounds of weed,
still ain't found them niggas
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But karma come quicker for a nigga on
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the other side of the gun
That's somethin I gotta
teach my son
Verse 3
I don't need your love
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Need it, I don't want it, I don't need it
I don't need your love,
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no I don't need your love
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I don't need your love
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Cause, the, game, don't, change
Verse 4
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I heard they got Bloods in New York now
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Red rags in Uptown Harlem now,
I need that love
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Front court at the Knicks game,
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new chick, French name
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and sometimes friends change
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And you don't need that love,
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when you G's like us
And your Jesus piece is sim-
u- lar to Biggie's
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And your life story is sim-
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First they hate you, then they love you,
then they hate you again
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What the fuck do it take
for a gangsta to win?
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No mics, no Unsigned Hype,
nigga fuck The Source
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Plus them awards I don't need
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And them niggas breathing the same air as me,
acting like they don't bleed
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We don't drive the same speed,
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That's a case of Armadale,
this a continental suite
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So I'mma drown in my own sorrows
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Live life, fuck tomorrow,
nigga cause reality is
Verse 5
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I don't need your love
Fm
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Need it, I don't want it, I don't need it
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I don't need your love,
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no I don't need your love
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I don't need your love
Fm
Cause, the, game, don't, change
Verse 6
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I was gassed up, Murder Inc.,
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Roc- A- Fella passed up
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Sat in Daddy's House with Black
Rob and Lou and asked Puff
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Now The Game's set in stone,
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the Franck Muller's set in stones
Dre cut me a check, I'm gone
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Tryin to be the king of the streets,
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niggas'll wet your throne
But I got nieces to feed,
two coasts to please
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So I roam through the city
like the ghost of E
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Gotta put Compton back where
it's 'sposed to be
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Nothing between all my niggas
In the streets with two fellas
packing toast for me
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I'm 'posed to be, got all
the critics watching my pivot
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On my block in the Coupe
reading kites from prison
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I got niggas doing life in prison
All my fallen soldiers is one
of the reasons we pour out liquor
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So this song is for Ms. Wallace,
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Afeni Shakur
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And all the mothers of dead sons
that went out in the war
Verse 7
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I don't need your love,
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no no no no
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I don't need your love
Fm
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Need it, I don't want it,
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I don't need your love,
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no I don't need your love
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I don't need your love
Fm
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Cause, the, game, don't, change
Verse 8
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love,
no no no no
I don't need your love
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Fm
Need it, I don't want it,
I don't need it
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I don't need your love,
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no I don't need your love
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I don't need your love
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Cause, the, game, don't,
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change
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