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Justice That S The Living In Me

out of lies, running out of excuses Here I stand, no apologies What else can I give To cover the betrayal That's the living in me Suddenly the

bend down low? Let me tell you what little I know, and if it's worth somethin', spread it indeed like shit and vomit that's under your feet. I was born

me, "Why are you the rebel? Is that the way you choose, attain the bass and treble?" Yup - "Brother, don't get deep," that's what they tellin me Just

I fit the description A nigga has the stigma for pushing or pimpin' Police harass me and public embarrass me They use brutality without asking me I'm

passion and fury. Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry. You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective. The shit you heard ain't do me justice

This is a strange familiar place Where I am living The world that was and what's become Are not the same I see the evidence of grace Without forgetting

his cash And that's just his luck And bash his head in dump him at the dead in Cause a nigga like me Don't really give a fuck Walked in the store what's

me The god?s of your innocence shall not protect you from the hate of my wrath You?ve taken the last of me Blame the end on yourself You deserve each tear that

a reason so that I am not afraid? It sometimes happens to me to think That I can all give up I continue to believe That there remains always a hope (X 2) Say me that