Key: E minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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but one thing I know for sure,
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They don't even know the tears I cry,
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But one thing I know for sure,
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I'ma make it up out this ghetto
I tell them let me loose,
and whatever you believe
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Strap up my boots and leave, get away
though times are hard
my mind is progressing
Find a profession,
From dime to the nine,
you a necklace
Times have been reckless,
it's the usual game, who to blame?
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I tried lifting,
or white that you sniffing
Might be tripping, thinking damn,
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Or will I be a millionaire,
try to post a better date
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It smells the way it smelled,
there's no evolution
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Only solution is to think about
your bank account
hoping one day you'll make it out
They even know the tears I cry
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I scrap up my boots and dry my eyes
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But one thing I know for sure
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I'ma make it up out this ghetto
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They don't even know the tears I cry
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I scrap up my boots and dry my eyes
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But one thing I know for sure
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I'ma make it up out this ghetto
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Shit, racks, shit, check, fuck recession
My progression through
these deader rails
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Childhood, was a child of the hood
evil climates I stood
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Climbed up, bruised, cut, scraped,
made them huff -puff
I blew the bitch down
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I designed escapes from the finer places
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Where I could find the papers
Without illegal capers
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You think a crib, I'm thinkin' acres
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Far away from the avenue
It's dangerous, cause days was
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Full of stress, wear a vest, daily dress
between her breasts
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Test positive for AIDS, daddy died early
choices I made
Shit, I made it now
You know the tears I cry
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I scrap up my boots and dry my eyes
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But one thing I know for sure
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I'ma make it up out this skid -toe
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They don't even know the tears I cried,
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But one thing I know for sure,
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I'ma make it up out this ghetto
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It seems I already made it
just to blow it down?
and playing cards with your mama
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It's a bigger, better, brighter day,
now they the ones who they calling out
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All about paper,
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The message is, eat the liver,
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I feel the weak, blind, crazy,
cause they down to not
but you still got something to smile about
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Child is out of school,
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I gotta vent and leave,
that most walk
They don't even know the tears I cry
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Em
I scrap up my boots and dry my eye
D
Em
But one thing I know for sure
D
Em
I'ma make it up out this ghetto
D
Em
They don't even know the tears I cry
D
Em
I scrap up my boots and dry my eye
But one thing I know for sure
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I'ma make it up out this ghetto
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Thank
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