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Walk On By
OG Ron C
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At the end of it all (End of it all)
No one wants their dream gone
Maybe that's how it goes
Don't walk away from me
Fragmented memories
Sentences incomplete
That's what she said
Don't wanna put up a fight anymore
I'm down to the end of my rope
Don't wanna put up a fight anymore
I'm down to the end of my rope
Don't wanna put up a fight anymore
I'm down to the end of my rope
And I'm freefalling
I'll search inside myself
I need to know why I act this way
A whisper turns to a scream
I can't ignore it no more
At the end of it all (End of it all)
No one wants their dream gone
Maybe that's how it goes
From my eyewitness binoculars (Uh-huh)
To Argentina and Africa (Uh-huh)
We mastered the (What?) pressure (Yeah)
Hazardous (Uh-huh), harassing us (That's right)
You laugh at us (You did)
More accurate at bagging dimes, now we bagging rhymes
Body bags, price tags on your forehead
Nine times out of ten, young niggas are nine or ten
When that line becomes thin, be a killer or fireman
Fill up the lavish pen if I needed to right my wrong
I can't deny it's sin, condolences through these palms
I remember when your cousin was coming home
I bitched while we plotted to kill him 'cause we ain't know him
Unfamiliar faces make niggas nervous
Convicted court cases might hit the surface
Restricted territories might come through lurking
We ain't want none of that urgent call
Llama hat, turban for all of my identity
Percocets for all the headaches I'm 'bout to bring
Confetti tumble out this barrel soon as it ring
You ready? That was the word 'fore we moved on 'em
Treat him like Joe the Plumber
I wonder if someone coming can see this tool on him
Immature and retarded is what you call me
Your cousin wasn't coming home from the pen but from the army
If I could right my wrongs, it'd be in this verse I read
Even though a bullet hit him in the leg, still walk on by
At the end of it all (End of it all)
No one wants their dream gone
Maybe that's how it goes
Don't walk away from me
Don't ride around with that sloppy shit, man
Real G's jam real shit
If you don't say ChopStars, I promise
You got slopped up and not chopped up
Stunt Da Cat, drank
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