Tonalidad: E minor•
Intro 1
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It's a new day, ya
Verse 1
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know what I'm sayin'?
Verse 2
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A new day brings a new
problem to a brother
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And all I gots ta say is thank
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god for my mother
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Cause without my mommy dear my
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life would've been joke
Either locked up playin' dead and
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still slangin' dope but nope
The lord he had a plan for me
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And with his help my mother
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made a man of me
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Didn't blindfold me to the world
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we was livin' in
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Taught me how to save my little di vidends
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So when I graduated I'd have
a little school money
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But in the sixth grade I wanted
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to be the school dummy
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And flunked outta school
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with the flag pole
And left my mother dear at
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home with a sad soul
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Because my mother worked the
fingers to the bone
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Cause we was alone,
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and me I bought a death home
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My real pops he broke
out with the style
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So I respect my step dad,
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for raisin' another nig ga's child
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So now we livin' comft
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Taught me the game and
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how to be responsible
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But back then I couldn't see it
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I wanted to be a grown man at four
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teen so the kid's leavin'
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And ended up in a big fight
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And told me not to come home
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until I got my shit right
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So now I'm livin' in my
My grandma's strong,
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she's got nine kids of her own
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And keepin' me ain't no big deal
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But now that I'm much older I
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see just how the shit feels
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Being kind- hearted,
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not wantin' to tell me no
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Even though my grandfather
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just had a stroke
And now the money's low
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And pretty soon a brother's
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gonna have ta go
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Or either try to find a job
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so I can help out
I'm in the ghetto,
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I gots ta get myself out
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And when I get out I gotta
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try to pave the way
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So my family can have a
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better place to stay
I'm losin' all hope,
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a brother's fallin' short
I can't cope,
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so now I'm slangin' dope
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And now my granny knows
I'm doin' wrong
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She just prayin' for me heavily
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Take care of her grandson
And the lord must of heard her prayer
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Cause he made me get a grip
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And got me on up outta there
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I heard my mother say
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them streets is gonna kill ya
You couldn't have told
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me nothin' back then
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But now I feel
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Interlude 1
ya
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Verse 3
Em
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I'm eighteen,
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and now I'm havin' big fun
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My baby's mother just
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had my first son
May eleven,
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I never will forget the day
A star's born,
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let's name him little Scarface
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My first born and yo I'm a proud father
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I gotta son, I gots ta be my son's father
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And selling dope ain't the
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way that I can get ahead
But what the hell,
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I gots ta keep my baby fed
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I buy him milk,
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and pampers trying ta do my part
And he's my son,
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I gots ta try to make him hard
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I buy him clothes,
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and jewelry not the Tonka toys
Because the Tonka toys
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will only punk my boy
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And I don't want my son
to look at life
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Through a replica of reality try
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in' to make it life- like
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But yet and still I let my son be a kid
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Just give him up the real,
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exactly like my momma did
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So when he gets to be a man
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he'll appreciate
The game I gave him way back
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when he used to roller skate
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And now my son is four years old
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I really gots ta give the real and
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try to play the father's role
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Because these years
he'll remember most
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So it's all about little Marcus
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and me becomin' close
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But I got a bunch of obstacles
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If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies
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on my popsicle
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Now everybody's got my baby
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Wantin' to have their hands in my pocket
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tryin to drive me crazy
"It's your daughter,
don't she look like you?"
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I just can't tell,
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why don't you take it to ma momma do
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Because my mother knows the real deal
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All these hoochies poppin' coochie
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tryin' to get a free meal
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So now we in and outta cope
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Tryin' to get mo money,
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braggin' om the child support
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Tellin' her friends that
she's breakin' me
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Now everybody knows,
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that she was just fakin' G
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Come to find out, the girl never had me
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She's the baby's mother but me
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I ain't the baby's daddy
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And biological tests can prove
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You gotta get up off of me and
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go after the other dude
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But now I finally got a real daughter
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No need for the testin'
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I know that I'm the baby's father
I heard my daddy say them
hoes will try ta kill ya
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You couldn't have told
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me nothin' back then
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But now I feel ya
Interlude 2
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Verse 4
twenty- two and
finally got a grip on life
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It's nineteen ninety- three,
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I put away my pocket knife
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And got a bigger stick to fight with
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I'm young and black so my choice
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ain't a nightstick
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Because we livin' in a concentration set
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And everyday, we face to face with death
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I seen my homies go and come
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And judgment day is just something
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we can't run from
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So I know my number's comin' up
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So I gotta protect myself from
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suckers who be runnin' up
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And even though I hate
killin' off my own kind
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I gotta be a man and as a
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man I'm a defend mine
My brother corners trying to keep
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the neighborhood at peace
Don't fight each other,
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we got's ta stand and fight the beast
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So united we stand but we
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gonna fall quick
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Because we always trying to take
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another brother's shit
And the cops is in the same vote
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Just because we comin' up quick they
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think we slang dope
They shootin' ta kill,
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they gas ain't sparkin' goods
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They shot my long time partner
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Rudy in cold blood
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And now the story's all twisted up
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And if they gave the cop the chair
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I really wouldn't give a fuck
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Because she left my partner's
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family with memories
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And after hearin' this I know
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you don't remember me
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But yet in still I find it hard
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for me to stay in touch
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I see his parents and then
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I started breakin' up
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Because I know what you did was wrong
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But you won't realize un
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til you dead and gone
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It ain't no justifiable homicide,
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you never gave a warning
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You straight up shot him from behind
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But all the cryin' in the world
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ain't gonna bring him back
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You give a gat to a black he
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don't know how to act
But you gotta tell your story to the judge
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Not the imitation judge,
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the judge that everybody loves
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And if the man upstairs
grants you forgiveness
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Then in reality you took
care of your business
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But regardless I know you want to kill me
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But I ain't going' out like that
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Ya feel me?
Outro 1
Yeah
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