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[Verse 1]Yeah, my intuition is telling me there'll be better daysI sit in silence and find whenever I meditateMy fears alleviate, my tears evaporateMy faith don't deviate, ideas don't have a dateBut see I'm growing and getting stronger with every breathBringing me closer to Heaven's doors with every stepAs we speak I'm at peace, no longer scared to dieMost niggas don't believe in God and so they terrifiedIt's either that or they be fearing they gon' go to HellAsking the Father for forgiveness, got 'em overwhelmed (Please, God, I want to go to Heaven)As if He's spiteful like them white folks that control the jailSee I believe if God is real, He'd never judge a manBecause He knows us all and therefore He would understandThe ignorance that make a nigga take his brother lifeThe bitterness and pain that got him beating on his wife[Chorus]I know you desperate for a change let the pen glideBut the only real change come from inside (Come from inside)But the only real change come from inside (Come from inside)But the only real change come from[Próxima Parte]In cemeteries or in chains I see men cry[Verse 2]Yeah, my chosen religionJesus piece frozen from sinnin'Doin' dirt, hoping to God, He know my intentionsTo see a million 'fore I see a casketI got a baby on the way, know he gon' be a bastardI'm living fast like I'm in a drag race, how that cash tasteWhen I was a senior, I was ballin' on my classmatesNiggas put three bullets in my car, one hit the gas tankKnow I got a angel cause I'm supposed to have a haloRight now, my lifestyle destined for a federal facilityFor my ability to make them birds flyFiends wanna get higher than a bird's eye viewAnd who am I to tell a nigga what to do?I just supply, it's economicsMy business ain't got the suit and tieKeep a pistol at all times, niggas want what's mineI can't oblige, dog, I work too hardSo reach for it, get referred to God, I'm going hard, nigga[Chorus]I know you desperate for a change let the pen glide[Próxima Parte]But the only real change come from[Verse 3]Yeah, prodigal son, got a new gunThis one don't run out of ammoLately been working on my handlesCan I ball, become a star and remain my self?If I fall, dust it off and regain my selfFuck 'em all, they don't know all the pain I feltI'm in awe, after all the fame I felt, I evolvedI no longer bury demons, I be a vessel for the truth until I'm barely breathing, I'm singing[Bridge]Life is all about the evolutionI give up, I give in, I move back a littleI live up, I look up, now I'm back for moreYou can dream but don't neglect the executionI give up, I give in, I move back a littleI live up, I look up, now I'm back for moreTime is short that's what somebody told meI give up, I give in, I move back a littleI live up, I look up, now I'm back for moreToo short to keep following your homiesI give up, I give in, I move back a littleI live up, I look up, now I'm back for more[Bridge]I reminisce back to a time where niggas threw they handsAll of a sudden niggas pop a trunk and then we scramFinger on trigger make a little nigga understandWhat it's like to finally be the motherfuckin' manEyes wide that's from the power that the coward feelsNiggas die over bitches, disrespect, and dollar billsBloodshed that turned the city to a battlefieldI call it poison, you call it real (pop, pop, pop, pop)That's how you feel?[Verse 4]Pistols be poppin' and niggas drop in a heartbeatScattered like roaches, a body laid on the concreteA body laid on the concreteLook, somebody laid on the concreteNo time for that, ain't no lookin' back, cause I'm running tooI made it home, I woke up and turned on the morning newsOvercame with a feeling I can't explainCause that was my nigga James that was slain, he was 22(Last night at around...) He was 22(22 year old black male, suspect, reporting live...)[Outro](I swear to God, bruh)We're gathered here today...(I swear to God)To mourn the life of James McMillan Jr(I swear to God nigga, I'ma kill them niggas, man)A tragedy, another tragedy in the black community(I promise you, bro...)We got to do better, people22 years old, this boy was too young(I promise you, bro, I'ma kill them niggas, yo...)Our condolences go to his family, our prayers(I'ma kill them niggas myself...)We know he's in a better placeWe know he's in a better placeBut this has got to end, ladies and gentlemanWe've got to come together, this is this is beyond wordsNow I'd like to open this ceremony with a verse from...
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