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The True Meaning
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(Girls singing chorus X2)
Out there, (out there, out there)
In the street you know, (in the street you know)
I'm strugglin', (strugglin')
Trying to survive...
(Verse 1)
People feeling me pain, a mental bond shared
Been thru so many struggles only to persevare
Remember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was near
That's when that money doubled, then we purchased gear
Now wasn't worth my trouble, it was my first carrier
The only life I knew, there's no regrets or fears
Yo son I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tear
For my niggas who walkin' up heaven stairs
I met men in penitentiaries
Who bent down so long they barely missed the street
If you real hold your own son, lay your law
My inner visions are revealed so I say no more
My man said it ain't a game so I play no more
Whether you rap or bust gats, lay your law
Fuck that, If you touch crack save up, your story
Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories
My pens speaks words my mouth envies
I'm hoping holy water can cleanse me
D's wanted to apprehend me
If I affected your life in any way trife
When I was doing crime forgive me
Out there, (out there, out there)
In the street you know, (in the street you know)
I'm strugglin', (strugglin')
Trying to survive...
(Verse 1)
People feeling me pain, a mental bond shared
Been thru so many struggles only to persevare
Remember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was near
That's when that money doubled, then we purchased gear
Now wasn't worth my trouble, it was my first carrier
The only life I knew, there's no regrets or fears
Yo son I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tear
For my niggas who walkin' up heaven stairs
I met men in penitentiaries
Who bent down so long they barely missed the street
If you real hold your own son, lay your law
My inner visions are revealed so I say no more
My man said it ain't a game so I play no more
Whether you rap or bust gats, lay your law
Fuck that, If you touch crack save up, your story
Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories
My pens speaks words my mouth envies
I'm hoping holy water can cleanse me
D's wanted to apprehend me
If I affected your life in any way trife
When I was doing crime forgive me
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