Paroles: 4th Avenue Jones. Take Me Away.

I got up and out of bed crying take it away
Stress messing' wit' my head, God take it away
A black man so the Fed's want to take me away
Conspiracy
Whatever's said get ya taken away
Man why they hate us having bread
Wanna take it away
Don't want to share it with us, scared we gon' take it away
Get a little, get ahead then they take it away
The ghetto hanging by a thread, but we making a way
Come on Tena

Haters would try to take it away
Don't wanna see us living good
Wanna take it away
Get my momma out the hood for it take her away
Chop game like it's wood, cause' it's paper to make
Pray to God
So I'm ready if he take me away
With Ahmad
Men steady trying to take me away
Living is hard getting heavy on me take it away
Ain't a game to me ya'll so I'm shaking the fake

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Up, up, up and away
Baby take me
Away from here
Run off together
Up, up and away
Baby take me
Away from here
Won't come back ever

Dear Lord take me away they plotting trying to get me

Take me away they lying they ain't with me God
Take me away I'm in a twist dizzy
Take me away, take me away
Take me away you put me here to do it God
Take me away you gotta see me through it God
Take me away I don't know what I'm doing God
Take me away, take me away

Ran out of places I can run
God take me away
At night praying till the Son come take me away
Work while they have fun cause I'm breaking away
And I ain't quitting till I'm done can't take it away
We broke you doing fine eating gravy and steak
I'm moving up and getting mine finna make me a plate
I only got one life to live so I'm taking it day by day
Till it's taken away

I been killin' mix tapes way before I heard 50
Hollywood cat's fake, streets stayed with me
Say you want test MOD
What come get me
I don't hesitate rhyme
Buss mine quickly
We in pain, in chains, insane, explains life in the black ghetto
You don't wanna live what I live, give what I give, road that I'm on many souls won't go
And I ain't got a bankroll as big as some but I'm straight though
Food on my plate yo
Gotta be thankful
Blessed with a great flow
Soon as the Jones clique blow we gon' ball like the