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Song Title:	Life At Risk
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Wakin up
Hear a little baby cryin
Mom's cryin cause pop's got his fists flyin
9 in the morning and he's drunk
One day I feel that Im gonna shoot that punk
A bitch layin next me in the bed
I honestly don't give a fuck if the hoe's dead
The only honor in my life is my rag
Without it zip me up in a body bag
Grab my brother's unloaded 44
Take the money back bottles and head to the store
In my neighborhood your life is a dare
Cause there's factories pumpin out black air
And Im breathin this shit everyday
Livin crazy cause Im dyin anyway
I see this tramp hangin under the bridge
I tell her go home and watch her kids
You listen em cry and sob
Take your sorry ass out and find a mother fuckin job
See my homies hangin down by the liquor store
40's and their cash dice rollin on the floor
They say my friends will never be any good
But the president wouldn't be shit if he was raised in my neighborhood
My friends say the same old shit
The Southwest Side ain't shit Here have a hit on me
I guess everyone seen it
When I slammed Jonny's head into the cement
It started all this crazy shit
Now we never set out with out a loaded clip
And he we headed up to the dope rim
Little boys on the court so we punked them out
When he was pushe off the court
He wanted to kill them fuckers
Now Im standin in the bad guys shoes
Payin my dues
And I don't have anywhere to be
Just another street hood in the inner-city
And a man is gonna ask for some change
Give him a dollar so he can go fry his brains
Fuck No I push him out the way
Cause that sad mother fucker ain't got shit to say
My homie was known for mackin
Now they got him doin 10 for car jackin
And Im thinkin that Im next to go
What the fuck Im already livin Death Row
So many out there want me dead
Everbody wants to put a bullet in my head
But I don't give a fuck if I die today
Everyone alive is gonna die anyway
What the fuck is life about?
Come home late and daddy blow your mouth out
Thats in the past now Im ain't soft
Daddy hits me today and Im gonna blow his fuckin head off
The bullets were close but missed
Live My Life At A Risk

You Know J Man You're Right
Too many mother fuckers out there are fake
People need to understand that if you get hit enough times
Then you start hittin back
All we are is pawns on a gameboard
And if this is the way everybody's playin
Then count us in
But the ICP is playin for keeps

I think I liked it better when I was a kid

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