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    [Aceyalone]
    Aiyyo the police shot Cornbread in the street
    And they just killed Cochise over a beef

    Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are good
    Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
    I gotta 10 fifty-fo' under the hood
    Several stages of lifespan, damned if I would
    Be a dope when it's not a laughin matter
    Modern contemporary man still hunt and gather data
    They want glamour, the priceless prize
    Give 'em a torch and they put the fire to your eyes
    Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they pull your card
    Throw a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a scar
    Raise the bar, I pass it with the right scholastics
    They made it plastic, that's why they couldn't grasp it
    I always knew that you would fail me
    Once shame on me twice you shouldn't have to tell me
    And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with that
    I just ain't playin that, that's that bullshit!

    Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends meet
    Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs

    Yo - hold your head up, you only got your life left
    Make the right step and don't sing the wrong song
    Fight somebody your own damn size
    You dead wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise
    This baby here, gon' grow up to be a king
    I don't know how you seein things, but that's a fact
    It'll be over my dead body
    If I let you put a mother{fuckin} monkey on his back
    Shit ain't changed, it's just the choices
    The voices in your head sayin do what you don't gotta do
    They scared of themselves which means that they scared of me
    And them the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you
    The lord giveth and he taketh away
    God bless that I can live to see another day
    And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the neck
    Have some respect, I'll serve and protect

    Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street
    And they just killed Cochise over a beef

    And if my teachers could see you now
    They'll take your head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow
    You ain't humble, you mumble jumble
    Your tower of so-called power'll crumble
    You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's heart
    I need another start, cause if I knew then
    What I know now, it'll be wild
    Booyaka! Booyaka! I'll put you in the ground
    A peaceful man ain't got no place here
    I guess you wanna see 'em all die with the lambs
    I face fear everyday 'til the space is clear
    Then I fight 'em like a man cause it's what I am
    Somebody told me the road to freedom is lonely
    But I swear I ain't goin on my own
    I'm takin my sisters, my families, my homies
    Now I'm about to take this mother(fucker) home

    Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street
    And they just killed Cochise over a beef
    Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends meet
    Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs

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