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trae tha truth - fucked up world lyrics

featuring z-ro & young n-ble

[intro]
what donã¢â€â™t kill me make me stronger
(preach!)
ya dig? i dig
itã¢â€â™s like itã¢â€â™s some kimble slice or something like that
to rockinã¢â€â™ this knock ok
i come here every time and light their motherf-ckinã¢â€â™ throat
rain drops

[verse 1]
hopinã¢â€â™ theyã¢â€â™d bury me with ammunitions, weed and sh-lls
just in case they tribute heaven, ainã¢â€â™t no gã¢â€â™s in h-ll
they lock me up for sellinã¢â€â™ dope but they move keys as well
i keep my mouth closed cuz after all, who did jesus tell?
god ã¢â€â“ thatã¢â€â™s who i talk to on a daily basis
i put in word for my people but they donã¢â€â™t wanna pay me faces
i got patience but iã¢â€â™d lose my blessing if theyã¢â€â™d make me chase
it
i can see the evil in their eyes, they canã¢â€â™t even think their hatred
death gotta be easy cuz life is hard
making decisions that drive you crazy if life is involved
donã¢â€â™t owe no money if your husband or your wife is involved
but divine intervention is what jesus christ is involved
question: what is the dollar signs, a snake through sticks?
trust a snake and get bitten, the sticks that used to beat us
we just givinã¢â€â™ game to all the men, women, boys & girls
thatã¢â€â™s tryna maintain in a f-cked up world, thatã¢â€â™s right

[hook]
you already know how they hate me, mane (in this f-cked up world)
in the world that treat me so cruel (d-mn, it is f-ckinã¢â€â™ time i..)
imagine though no matter how hard theyã¢â€â™d try (in this f-cked up world)
iã¢â€â™m a -sshole so i do what i do (but remember that in this f-cked up
world)

[verse 2: trae tha truth]
being full with this, i must confess all the enzone to the stress
a bullet warm to the homie head, died as bits
going, holding my faith, realized that iã¢â€â™m blessed
god be praised, i get up late before they put me through this
ainã¢â€â™t nothing promised plus itã¢â€â™s hard for me to smile knowing
this sh-t hurts
my brother doing life, somehow i feel like this sh-t donã¢â€â™t work
iã¢â€â™m living for today like ainã¢â€â™t no place for me tomorrow
gotta make it if i have to beg or borrow
go walkinã¢â€â™ with the homie late night, hope he forgive me for my sins
hoping my sp-ce ainã¢â€â™t occupied to think that iã¢â€â™d get in
these haters got me messed up, iã¢â€â™m livinã¢â€â™ with my fist off
if i donã¢â€â™t make it home they choose to pick up where i left off
loyalty and stripes, it ainã¢â€â™t a day i take the west off
to stop it they gon have to take my chest off
i never meant to cause drama to my brothers or mama
even though i feel iã¢â€â™m losing my mind to this f-cked up world

[verse 3]
shot ã¢â€â˜em to death and left for bleedinã¢â€â™ for his fan there to see
less than three months after my machiavelli deceased
f-ck gadhafi, i carry on with the weight on my shoulders
so the lessonã¢â€â™s count my blessings, now iã¢â€â™m leading the soldiers
abn outlaws, got my h town n-gg-s
got my weight up with my hapers, paying back ã¢â€â“ now iã¢â€â™m bigger
still f-cking in this game mane, hugging the block
industry try to black ball us, we remind ã¢â€â˜em of pac
some of the realest in the game, iã¢â€â™m just statinã¢â€â™ the facts
bear witness, canã¢â€â™t you see that weã¢â€â™re under attack?
we never meant to cause drama, we just tryna get dollars
i wrote a letter to the president, to mr. obama
i ainã¢â€â™t seen too much change, feel like sh-t getting worse
i try to go to no more funerals, iã¢â€â™m sick of the church
spit that ghetto gospel, hope for black boys and girls
we outlaws in this f-cked up world
in this f-cked up world

- trae tha truth lyrics

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