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I'm gettin high, so a nigga think he touch the sky Turn tough inside, in the rush to die Livin life as a Thug time to face the truth What's goin on with the wasted youth, please God come and save me (save me), had to work with what ya gave me And got a nigga goin crazy I can't read the signs, I'm blind, but a nigga know he need his nine, cause times, they ain't what they used to be Ain't a penitentiary built big enough for me and my niggaz on the streets, man listen Cause these ain't the old days Ain't no way I'ma bustin my ass and gettin no pay It seems I can't find my focus, and homey I ain't paranoid I seen the future and it's hopeless Lord knows, its hard on a young scrub It seems I had less problems when I slung drugs But since I'm tryin lace niggaz with the game wanna see me locked in chains, tryin to dirty up my name And them same motherfuckers that was callin me Will be the first to turn their backs, when I'm fallin, see I should have seen it from the jump, but now it's clear This one nigga got the town in fear, but R U Still Down