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I Didn't Ask To Come Lyrics - Soul Food - Goodie Mob

Everyday somebody gets killed 

What's the deal it's 1995 

and a nigga wanna live the type of life that people dream 

I want things, a crib, a car, while living the life of a king 

I know I take for granted at times for what I got 

still hustlin' and bustlin' 

and now and then I stand a pop or two to come up 

a steady battle through the days 

Mamma think I'm wrong because I wanna get paid 

the system aint given T-mo a chance 

22 on the loose and black 

trying to get the noose a little slack around my neck 

they making it hard for a brother to cope 

it's still illegal to smoke cess cause they can't tax 

I'm ready to go up shit until they give my freedom back. 

 

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Service to what, who 

Damn, you got caught sought away out 

The trait is getting full, calling up your pull 

but pull aint got it. 

I fell cold inside like 

A man sleeping on pavement 

Under the bridge of I-20 west 

And stress on the face of the man 

Cussing out the atmosphere with nobody close enough to hear 

And who dat miss they fee 

Cuz all they personal shit 

Is sitting on the front lawn of Apple Tree 

And for those who aint got take 

Before the owner shows back up with the U-haul 

Police you call 

But wasn't no marshall there to watch your stuff 

See I stand tall to this world 

Like a kid walking rapping his rhymes to himself 

A book on a shelf of many 

MC's seen them come and go 

Style free with Cool Breeze 

Til it's thick like dat fog 

Stacking away my extra for a engine for tha hog 

Dropping a point from the East 

>From a location out tha trees 

360 degrees. 

 

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Born into these crooked ways 

I never even ask to come so now 

I'm living in the days 

I struggle and fight to stay alive 

Hoping that one day I'd earn the chance to die 

Pallbearer to this one, pallbearer to that one 

Can't seem to get a grip 'cause, my palms is sweatin' ... 

 

Niggas aint getting no where fast but, closer to the hearse 

Why sunbeam burst off baskets nearly blinding me 

Almost dropped ma end of the casket 

Woodgrain and the only thang on my brain 

is where this coward hang 

(SWATS) South West Atlanta Fountain Lane 

Forgot the batch niggah got thirty years 

Lord forgive me and my foes I know 

Revenge is best served when cold by those 

Who feel no guilt 

God don't care whether you got a spade or not 

Aint no turning in your playing hand you was dealt 

Better tighten up your belt man, always go with 

The first instinct because, I don't make the rules 

Oooh, you know how it is in these streets 

Victims rarely get a chance to think twice 

 

As he laid in the final resting place 

He had such a peaceful expression in his face 

My visions blurry from crying 

But it aint hard to see that 

At any time it coulda been me 

It's about 90 degrees outside 

But yet it felt like i'm froze 

The ceremonies come to a close 

I toss a rose but just can't seem to walk away yet 

Damn I done fucked around and got upset 

But it aint nothing we can do 

It's bigger than me and you 

One day our time coming too 

So aint no use in being sad 

Leaving here was probably the best gift he ever had 

We should be glad 

Maybe his life was something 

That he had to give to show me 

That I need to be responsible about how I live 

I won't complain about my pain 

But I just aint gone let my niggas die in vain 

So Bean I'm gone make it for you 

The cycle that these young black men keep goin through 

I'm gone break it for you 

And start takin care of me 

And me consist of all my friends and my family 

From now on, until I'm gone. 

 

Born into these crooked ways 

I never even ask to come so now 

I'm living in the days 

I struggle and fight to stay alive 

Hoping that one day I'd earn the chance to die 

Pallbearer to this one, pallbearer to that one 

Can't seem to get a grip 'cause, my palms is sweatin' ... 

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