Let ur injuries assure u who served u ur victory
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered
The smoking && injuries made mom's lungs weak && her body hurt
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
Got the villainy in store, causing injuries galore
He said '' never will i treat you inferior again'' and his son hugged him with brutal injuries
Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve
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