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[00:02.40]Light it, uh
[00:04.93]Light it up, uh
[00:07.31]The whole, city is mine, prettiest Don
[00:09.91]I don't like the way P. Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers
[00:12.68]Why it's mentioned in my rhymes? Fuck it, it's just an intro
[00:15.30]Hate it or love it, like it bump it or dump it
[00:17.35]Write it, across the stomach spell God son
[00:19.85]Life is like a jungle black, it's like the habitat of Tarzan
[00:22.65]Matter of fact, it's harder than most can imagine
[00:24.65]Most of my niggas packed in correctional facilities
[00:27.18]Half of them passed on, MAC strong, couple of shots
[00:29.72]Made the ghost leave a body, now they hauntin' the block
[00:32.22]Where they used to stand at, somebody's takin' they place
[00:34.53]A younger man perhaps, hand slaps, can't understand that
[00:37.38]Same walk, same talk, I wonder, can that be possible?
[00:40.44]A thug dies, another step inside his shoes
[00:42.60]And they will hurt you, layin' low with a bottle
[00:44.72]I'm blowin' circles, my state of mind purple
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[00:52.03]Light it, light it, uh
[01:00.88]Yeah, light it up, light it up, uh
[01:07.07]Y'all just wanna deal with drama
[01:08.75]Talk about niggas who got things, y'all ready to kill his mama
[01:11.99]Everything you into is underworld related
[01:14.13]You sell your man out, not even your girl is sacred
[01:16.87]You don't trust a soul, hold up, you moldin' soldiers
[01:19.16]To pull guns quick and always look behind the shoulder
[01:21.45]Think of how many dudes died tryin' to be down with you
[01:24.23]Everybody's under six feet of ground but you
[01:26.55]Still standin', still roamin' through the streets, that's real
[01:29.04]You a survivor, knowin' all the beef is ill
[01:31.50]You got a bunch of thugs with you even now that's ready
[01:33.96]Trustin' your judgment, quick to put it down, they deadly
[01:36.47]The hood love you but behind your back they pray for the day
[01:38.91]A bullet hit your heart and ambulances take you away
[01:41.58]That ain't love, it's hate, think of all the mothers at wakes
[01:43.85]Whose sons you killed, and you ain't got a cut on your face?
[01:46.51]Unmarked police cars roam the streets hard, the heat is God
[01:49.43]Somebody tell these shorties reach for the stars
[01:51.31]Instead, they tell 'em how to reach through the bars, holdin' a mirror
[01:53.87]Lookin' down a tear in jail, makin' weapons to kill ya
[01:56.49]Weed smoke three tokes nigga pour more Henny
[01:58.89]He sighs with eyes that seen a war too many
[02:01.39]Cold-blooded murderers, universal
[02:03.52]Hood to hood, blowin' smoke, state of mind is purple
[02:08.13]Light it up, light it up light it up, uh
[02:13.18]Light it up, light it up, light it up, uh
[02:21.25]Uh, uh, uh, light it, light it, uh
[02:25.95]These hot-headed youngsters, always get into trouble
[02:28.50]Reactin' before thinkin', they easily irritated
[02:31.09]And murder's premeditated, it's a fact that we sinkin'
[02:33.43]When we should be climbin', in a nutshell, it's just jail
[02:35.98]Drug sales, liquor and diamonds, niggas rewindin'
[02:38.35]Instead of movin' forward, to blow up, so what's the science?
[02:41.22]People shoutin', police pushin' the crowd
[02:43.31]And on the ground's a young soldier, with meat hangin' out him
[02:46.12]Am I hallucinatin' off the hazin'?
[02:48.09]Or did I just see a nigga shoot another nigga's face in
[02:50.97]It's a ugly nation, cops circle the block with mug shots
[02:53.75]Photograph pictures of, suspect faces
[02:56.04]It's usually, two or three niggas who innocent
[02:58.11]But if they lock the wrong ones up, then someone'll snitch
[03:00.85]A divide and fall strategy, they aren't fair
[03:03.20]I dig in my bag of weed that's covered with orange hair
[03:05.88]This Color Purple'll make Whoopi give me the pussy
[03:08.16]And Celie, Oprah and Danny Glover gots to feel me
[03:10.68]This is how I escape the madness, too much of anything'll hurt you
[03:13.84]So, my state of mind's all purple
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