Uh, this goes out toEverybody with they head upKeep it up baby[Qua Billz]How many y'all had ever sleep out on park benchesWhen cops came we hit the fencesWe stole food outta Poppi store e'rydayHe freaked out when his baby girl passed awayI'm sheddin' tears for my homies who are now goneIf that's your man get revenge and keep his name strongShe just a victim of the ghetto, and she hate it nowCause she gettin' money on the corner and got a baby nowThey sprayed us down and used whips but couldn't hold us backDon't be ashamed of where you from and show the world you blackI'm one of the few that could make it out these ghetto streetsCause I refuse to have to murder just so I can eatI'm livin' life like a king cause I'm supposed toWorship my women like a queen, not a ho youAnd I can show you how the definite can feed ya kidsAnd in return all I ask is that you let me live[Chorus]Can I liveOne loss I giveCan I liveOne loss I give(I gotta do it, I gotta do it)Can I Live[Qua Billz]I wake up early in the mornin', five times I will prayLord forgive me of my sins, and can I make another dayMy hearts bleed for the life that this glamour holdsAll the money and the women I think it's takin' controlSee you a victim of your own lifeYou didn't ask God for parents that'll hit the pipeFor neighborhoods with apartments that were roach infestedFor no heat and now you're telephone's disconnectedI remember when we had to use candles just for lightBlowin' out the cold smoke from the bed at nightMy whole world's now, Ramera Tatianna LawsonI may like bein' a father, when I ain't flossin'But my life's the only thing that really kept me goin'Sometimes I still can't believe that I made it flowin'I could show you how to be legit as a kidAnd in return all I ask is that you can let me live[Chorus]Can I Live (Can I Live)One loss I give (Give oh yeah)Can I Live (Oh yes)One loss I give(I gotta do it, I gotta do it)Can I live[Qua Billz]Death is devine, my rhymes lightBe penetratin' through your mind like, they highlightsMy mic's like a wrist to meSimp-e-ly I'ma a man makin' historyBurnin' this paper after people gettin' cancerMeetin' these ladies, from the models to the dancersTakin' ladies to the clubs, take 'em to the hotelThe motel, gimme two, so they both yellLook at me, I got, money, you swear I had a diseaseWhen you need to cut it please, we all in it for G'sA straight warrior, going out for mine on these streetsRemember when I had to do it for me and my brother to eatBut I ain't never looking back cause all the problems is gone'Scept all my people keep on dying when all the babies is bornI changed the styles without a tool, favor and dad's callIt's a long way to Heaven, but it's longer to fall[Chorus to fade][Qua Billz over chorus]This goes out, to the recent Notorious B.I.G.And Tupac Shakur, put ya guns down yoTime for us to start gettin'We deserve it babyKeep ya head up
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