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News Report... Ding ding Breakfast served at the table for you Pancakes with the fruit, with the bacon & juice Eggs yo & guess what? They made em for you You ain't have to go & get it cos they gave it to you; You probably think like big deal... Some plate & some food But you're friend don't, the only time he ate was at school But he to embarrassed to share it so he play like its cool But inside he hurt! His people ain't raise him like you! But he ain't trippin, he gon' hit the block & make somethin' shake His brother locked up so he cool if they take him away Them girls love bruh, they like he so crazy that's bae & he is crazy cos his life made him that way! But look at you soakin it up... Now you trappin & slangin, now you're rappin & bangin Now you in the trap with them gangsters Not for real though, but to people that's what you claimin & They see through that, yeah they know its a act & you hate it; But it hurts know that you ain't a gangster Cos all them bad girls really want gangsters Now the gangsters just really want paper When all you really wanna do is be a neighbour; So soon as you move out the house, you moved straight to the hood To the face of the hood, you spend every day in the hood You should've chased your potential, you was chasin the hood Ended up broke, now you understand it ain't really good; But it's too late, now you gotta find a way out Now you gotta live that life that you was lyin about So now you strapped up for real Trapped out and tryna get your back up for real, bills backed up for real! You in the streets now cos that's what you always wanted But now you out here robbin cos you really ain't got nothin Now you really trappin People know! You make it public! It's jealous people that wanna know what you makin from it! The most dangerous people are not dangerous people It's the people tryna prove that they dangerous people People like you that want acceptance but ain't really evil People like you that can't accept it & hate they ain't evil; But congrats you a g now dog Old school Gucci on repeat now dog Everything you wanted is complete now dog You're homies think you're really from the streets now dog; Only problem is, when you live it, there's consequences 25 to life, your friend, he got locked in prison Somebody snitched on him & you thought you was next But they lied. Said it was you. So you got shot in the neck... Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! There really ain't no reason to get caught in the streets But some people I give a pass cos that's all that they see But not you, not you You chose that life, that life ain't choose you; Rap music, did that do it? Or what was it that had you so influenced? Rap music, did that do it? Or what was it that had you so influenced? I just wanna know... News Reporter... END
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