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this is Tucker
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you

[Turtle
hey sis let me to momma
who me on find all the drama
the system me in but then they took me under
I suffer another number
I wonder if I could dis criminal structure built to

the of men
when them guards come in the and the pen
I know I'm in hell and its to win
I stay up lying in the dark for me
thinking bout the night the police marching in
its like they stop barging in
momma what mob I'm in
try strictly left us some scars
fighting back the of a favorite baptist him
its over now hold a child
mold a child scold a or own a child a soldier now
hold your tears
become a mold ya peers
let em know its cold in
this ain't the way to them older years
I'm the fears of the world
no longer momma's pearl in
its all clear them cats school me to the game
I'm all no mo rats or any cold beers
the famous disappear

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they run up in my
and you from my world
now ya gone and I'm feeling all the that your going through
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sometimes I lay back in my crying
hells blind but I hope I make it through this time
trying to stay focus but I heard they mad me before
I guess thats what I got my family for bars

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I'm outta time
there yet
where my little brother let me at him
up cat
I got you
stay in the books streets is a motha
undercovers posing as hustlers exposing the brothers
the
by any means
brutality got the police running the enemy
our community need more hugs instead of the slugs the the

got crime on killing the love the above
drop a warning its only 1999
but all I think is 85 them good times
momma give us her last
cups you drop yours I give you mine
true define us to divine
calling it on another's but I hate to see you cry
the rain come
my feel my pain inside
by the way my baby momma married
brought to my eyes I just hope my son happy

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[Turtle
ran to the phone got a hundred like me
and all we have is precious minutes to reach our our free
brother be strong for momma
let her know I never meant to her no drama
the make my vain cries thunder
will I recover my name and discover how the game become us
how they done us
watered our pride and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger better days among us
let the rage you under upstage the promise till tomorrow
and the C's just follow wont the sorrow
for the we wallowing time swallowing
them better in this gaze got my mind boggling
oh momma and hey lady I you
and them ways you raised me them head things that drove you

realize ya son took a lot of from ya
its phone check I'm gone momma I love you

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