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Woo! You know we in Berkeley California right now Riding on the freeway Passing Emeryville, going through Oakland Shouts out to Richmond, San Francisco, Lil B One day to live, cause you living in the moment The past is the present, the gift is my performance I'm working for the future, cause I live in a computer I could tell you things that I've seen A lot of guns in the streets, saddened dreams Spacebar, backspace, trace your steps I'm on the block like Jahvid Best Smoke a lot of weed, have to calm my stress With the thought when the money would came My problems have changed, step back I am not in my chains Sport back like I'm out the game, I'm out of your lane Think twice nigga, follow your brain I've got riches and I act the same Niggas is lame, I'm too real, you don't want new chains? I had to open my eyes since I got that fame Sit back in my partner's office Nigga laughing, reminiscing, how I took them losses Then I promise one day, if I take that loss Take the whole city back, open up that coffin No sir, I don't believe in Jesus He was slaved to the world, in the books of preachers SongtexteI feel weird cause I go against my own body Keep it too real, I got a new deal Niggas is fake, but their money and their coop real Actually, what's the root of how you feel No disrespect, I found myself in church, Paying respect to the Lord, like everyone else But the picture of the blond hair and blue eyes Is something that I ain't feeling I ain't saying that I can't But I ain't gon' be another slave to the race And I got friends around the world at 21 This is on my mind, practice forgiveness With nobody talking when I made the wishes for real, business Niggas fell down, hopped off those fences Feel bad because I made mistakes And still got raped by the system, still forgive 'em Spend your childhood in the courtroom system Fell down, nobody gonna pick 'em No money, no lawyer gonna pick 'em And just forgive em, leave em to play nigga Leave em to die, leave em to ride I'm surprised he alive, for real, you poor you die And rich get killed cause of the money they got Man the sports get money while the doctors saving lives can't peel 9 to 5 can't even pay the bills; We need to manage the money for the builders and plumbers, The welders and purifiers to pay for their lumber, I might go to LA for the summer Venice beach music, open up the thunder, eternal slumber Aus Songtexte Mania