[Todd Nitty]
  Here's the tale of a young black male
  raised in these city streets
  out here hustling to make ends meet
  In a world thats so corrupt
  thats ran by greed
  money and the power
  for me I'm a survivor
  I do what I have to and only God can judge me for that
  So before you cash your stones down on me
  I want you to take a look at yourself in the mirror
  And ask somebody to pray for you
  Cause that's all I'm asking is to pray for me, understand
    I was born around gangstas, hustlers, and killers
  Drug dealers with math figures making hella scrilla
  In the city of Chi the home of the G's
  If ya dont work ya dont eat that's been the code of the streets
  As for me I was brought up at an early age
  learned how to cook cane started to gang bang
  and its a damn shame I chose game
  but see I'ma knuckle headed nigga with no one to blame
  and I'ma gonna keep on tipping under the street lights
  and be wondering which nigga wanna take my life
  until then I'm staying two feet in front of you haters
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  I'm living the street life
  and I just cant get away
  I dont know if I'ma gonna make it to another day
  so everynight I pray
  oh I pray
  I'm living the street life
  and I just cant get away
  I dont know if I'ma gonna make it to another day
  so everynight I pray
    well I'm surrounded by rats, roaches, and dope fiends
  my whole world is being weighed up on a triple beam
  man I dont know whats in store for me god
  will I reach 21
  why is life so damn hard
  see thats the question thats asked
  and is there a heaven or hell can the young black live
  or will he be chained in the cell
  I don't know as for me I only trusted a few
  I had to hustle to survive now what else could I do
  they say theres chances for everybody thats bullshit
  that little girl had no chance when that bullet hit
  I mean it blew to the sky
  and all you heard was a cry
  oh lord don't let my baby die
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    Til the day that I die I'll stay true to my neighborhood
  fuck with my neighborhood nigga I wish you would
  Ain't shit changed like oh once said
  And oh no fool my nigga Fred ain't dead
  neither is Pook or Kansas City
  true og's still here with me
  my homie boo, boo what up
  and you know I cant forget about my nigga nigga Novesnake
  nightime boats and herbie
  Shine and Cherelle would ya pray for me
  I rock genue death so dam sensless
  big houses what the fucking radio been missing
  and theres one more nigga that be true to my heart
  Mr. Motion you the reason while I'm breaking em off
  so our
  I peed em to dead
  whole reason was love
  to that nigga twist for believing in me
  I got a shorty to feed
  my priority is to make sure this shit dont have to struggle like me
  and if I could ask for one more wish
  I tell em I wanna hug ya cuz I'm missing ya since
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    so I'm asking to pray for me
  mamma pray for me
  daddy pray for me
  baby pray for me
  please pray for me
  pray for me
  pray for me
  pray for me