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in It Feat. Chris Webby

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Say a prayer for the ones who in it May our enemies strike from the front We taking everything 'cause nothing's given And I ain't leaving 'til my work is done If you build it, they will come If you build it, they will come Served dimes on the ave Dropped nines mixing slabs On my homie's mom's table Loaded nine in my bag If I got a good connect Then I'm in my bag Served pies out a cab Seen my guys getting grabbed 'Cause crime's all we had And my bro is out there banging And hะต died 'cause his flag Was the wrong color Somะตone left him lying in some trash And I give this iced out Rollie for more times that we had But my time's moving fast Steady tryna compete We was ready tryna eat Since we turned nine to twelve Off the reggie making three Hungry hustlers steady in some beef I got foreigns on my mind 'Cause my head still in the streets Say a prayer for the ones who in it May our enemies strike from the front We taking everything 'cause nothing's given And I ain't leaving 'til my work is done If you build it, they will come If you build it, they will come Yeah, I've been broken down, built up and broken down again Hoping I would win, over and over it went You never know the destination on the road when you begin Better lace your fucking boots until you choking out the Timbs 'Cause on the battlefield, you'll see honor is in short supply Gotta keep your soul in a suit of armor and fortified Betrayal in the form of lies Fighting fire with the fire so I know That the wounds acquired are cauterized Lot of trauma that I'm dragging with me Numb it with the pharmaceuticals and glass of whiskey While I carry forward even though I know the fucking path is risky But the heart of a lion pumping is what I have within me They ain't think I had it in me but I'm past due Made it through the back, tattooed stab wounds Now I'm that dude in a world I adapt to Tryna find where the greenest grass grew, Webbie Say a prayer for the ones who in it May our enemies strike from the front We taking everything 'cause nothing's given And I ain't leaving 'til my work is done If you build it, they will come If you build it, they will come