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Soul 2 Keep

Ransom
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Pain Bring me in for the verse man Bring me in man So much pain man No glory I'mma get my glory One of these days But 'til then Starin' at these four walls again Thinkin' 'bout this cold world that I'm starvin' in And can't get a bargain in The judge gotta pardon him The pain is a part of him Life's takin' it's toll on his brain and his heart again This is my life and it's breathin' through the speakers Dope fiends, little kids bleedin' over sneakers Can't be saved now, no reason for a preacher Sooner or later they gon' start squeezin' on the teachers Never had a father to talk to But in the hood, who did? So fuck it, I'm playin' my part too I'm stupid but all my friends dumber than me And all that means is a whole bunch of hunger for me I'm runnin' with niggas that's younger than me So the shit they doin' now I already did, it's nothin' to see Now I'm twenty-five lookin' for a way out How it's gon' play out? I'm tryna get bent before the day out This street shit is startin' to get played out How I'm gon' make out? There's money outside, I'm tryin' to stay out Who I gotta take out? I'll rip his whole face out The feds cross the street on the roof tryin' to stake out May I pray to God and my soul to keep That we gon' make it out of these streets And so help us God we all stay alive to eat Cuz it's hard to survive these streets So please May I pray to God and my soul to keep That we gon' make it out of these streets And so help us God we all stay alive to eat Cuz it's hard to survive these streets So please May I pray to God and my soul to keep That we gon' make it out of these streets And so help us God we all stay alive to eat Cuz it's hard to survive these streets We a motherfuckin' nightmare to America, drug peddlers Gun totin', liquor drinkin' thug buriers Ain't nothin' scarier than broke at thirty-six Servin' nicks in your old coat with dirty kicks Tryin' to get head from dope fiends and dirty chicks That burn a dick Young niggas laugh, they heard he's sick Got it rewinded, I still got time, shit I'm twenty-five, I gotta get on my grind quick Yeah, waste money but never time nigga Money comes back but minutes is hard to find nigga Start your life, I'm tryin' to start mines nigga Locked in the cage, the thought of it make my mind shiver Pray to God and my soul to keep Control the streets cuz that's how I was told to speak I spit pain when they load the beat Time to wake up niggas who lay down and just chose to sleep Change your story Motherfuckers aimin' for me Strangers call me Ransom, pain and glory Pain and glory man You know they say you gotta go through The pain before you get to the glory I guess I'm goin' through my pain But I'mma reach that glory one of these days man Y'all motherfuckers wait and see I got something for y'all motherfuckers May I pray to God and my soul to keep That we gon' make it out of these streets And so help us God we all stay alive to eat Cuz it's hard to survive these streets So please May I pray to God and my soul to keep That we gon' make it out of these streets And so help us God we all stay alive to eat Cuz it's hard to survive these streets So please May I pray to God and my soul to keep That we gon' make it out of these streets And so help us God we all stay alive to eat Cuz it's hard to survive these streets