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Mmm, word Yo life is definitely real You gotta take it to heart, know what I'm sayin? There's so much confusion, confusion Today on the streets So for us to live forever, God blesses our lives God blesses our lives Check it When I was young I never had to dodge bullets My peoples always taught me live life to the fullest But draggin me to church, seven days a week Couldn't keep me off the streets, with the evil that I wreak ya see My tongue was ill I spilled language with profanity Workin odd jobs couldn't buy me my vanity (say what) Insanity was the edge of reality And when I tried to slide right, wrong was always callin me The devil takes many colors and shapes My mind was raped as an embryo, walkin through [bad word] But now I feel twice as stable bout my livin The crew's multiplyin so to rest with division And yo my vision's, clearer, I hear sounds of the unheard Word, I seen sights that bring scars to your life Livin days to the curb, readin scriptures never saved me From day to day drama, where's the path that you paved for me? (I'm still sturgglin) scratchin rhymes on the papers Squeeze the scripto, and lookin for the holy savior Cause my behavior, is that of one, who wants to live trife So God bless your life So God bless our lives (4X) It's hard [bad word] the days back when We was boys with big wills, maturing from mice to men [bad word] wild nappy heads with the Pro Keds Playin "Simon says!" and tag, but now that's dead I grew to be rough, you couldn't tell me nothin About the world, cause I was always into somethin I think I was the lightest kid out the click Always quick to heat up beef, because I knew my crew would spark it [bad word] But out of dumb situations lies casualties [bad word] (The skins got knocked) so [bad word] responsibility Many of the heads planted seeds for the future to see Let's try to mold them into shapes that we couldn't be Friends came and friends went with the wind Some either caught hot steel and others caught the state pen Nothin but mayhem, I say to them We shoulda tried to live right, so God bless our lives So God bless our lives (4X) I'm steady dwellin over spilled milk I'm never on the straight and narrow cause the roads I walk they tilt Many choices and voices posesses me Listen see, evil got my mind locked in custody Pressed by temptation, aiyyo I'm facin Life as a loner in a world with different races My case is you're pure as a young'un And nowadays they got me living life out a dungeon I wonder, and contimplating mishaps daily While keeping my bizz seperated from the shady (There's nothin but [bad word] I prove this fact to be fiction But still I'm fishin, for realism in the diction While I'm rhymin, some of my peoples are out campin Lampin on skid row, or South of the Hamptons Doin bids, know that they Manson I think I dance a jig when my nigs blow the gig So God bless the dead and my peopls in the Ville Yo word to my man, baby gotta keep it real Aiyyo, word to God you gotta keep it real Word to God baby gotta keep it real So God bless our lives (4X) Word up yeah, the Ill Biskits We out, peace