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Not The Same
Life don't work the same for a man like me
Dealing with drug dealers, billers and shot callers,
I leave my house with a dream of makin it
To live another day in this place
Where I see no race-
Misplaced hate and dangerous fate
Seeing my homie hanging at the same place
Makin deals, addicted to papers and keys,
He ain't dreamin about being free
Rollin downtown-creepin
Feel like a wolf surrounded
By this white sheep's-
Authority lackin-
As I keep on slanging
Full of sins
As I survive
Sometimes I don't why
Not the same life you lead
Made it home today in one piece
Another mouth to feed
Life don't work the same for a man like me
(11800083) Copyright © 08/01/05 Ronil Tataria
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