You Gon Learn

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Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, 
         Em
you gon' learn
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All them pretty bitches leave yo' 
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ass in the urn
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You ain't sold your last rock, you 
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just better earn
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But I pray you see tomorrow lil' 
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boy, you gon' learn
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Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, 
          Em
you gon' learn
 Em               Bm              
All them pretty bitches leave yo' 
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ass in the urn
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You ain't sold your last rock, you
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 just better earn
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But I pray you see tomorrow lil' 
             Em
boy, you gon' learn


[Verse 1]
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I'm a product of properly hoppin'
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 up out of that poverty
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Profitin' all for coppin' and 
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swappin' that property out for a 
possible monopoly
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Try not to adopt my father's old 
philosophies
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Same time I'm prayin' to God that 
everything works out at his 
colonoscopy
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I'm walkin' across a suicidal 
tightrope intentionally
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While the demons comin' out of me
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Wifey's on the side of me talkin' 
sense into me
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Without she, I feel incomplete 
mentally, she's been sent to me
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Right there since '96, worse 
nightmare to side chicks, some 
things are just meant to be
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Deal with life
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This it for me, give my daughters a 
kiss for me
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Y'all call this fame, I call this 
shit alcoholistic infamy
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Targettin' my kids and babies 
through population and gun control
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Shit make me wanna make a hunnid 
more
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Make a bigot racist uncomfortable
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If y'all against talk and reparation
 then I'm not against the thought of
 separation
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While the politicians that are white
 and privileged ask how is this 
different from segregation,
that's funny bro
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The segregation is bein' told where 
I'm gonna go
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Separation is bein' woke and goin' 
wherever I wanna go


[Chorus]
Em           Bm                  
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, 
         Em
you gon' learn
Em               Bm              
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
             Em
 ass in the urn
Em                Bm             
You ain't sold your last rock, 
              Em
you just better earn
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Em                 Bm            
But I pray you see tomorrow lil' 
               Em
boy, you gon' learn
Em             Bm                
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, 
           Em
you gon' learn
Em                Bm             
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
              Em
 ass in the urn
Em                 Bm            
You ain't sold your last rock, 
               Em
you just better earn
Em                Bm             
But I pray you see tomorrow lil' 
              Em
boy, you gon' learn


[Verse 2]
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Never sold dope, from the gold rope
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Wanted one though, they were so dope
 (Yeah)
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Was a have-not (Yeah) 'cause my 
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pockets (Uh)
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Didn't have knots, I was so broke
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On my last rock, for my slingshot
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Better haul ass, don't be no slow 
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poke (Nope)
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Through the tall grass, run your ass
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 off (Yeah)
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Oh no, got your pants caught on the 
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fence post
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Getting chased, by them Jackboys, 
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think it's 'bout to fuzz
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Like a lint roller they wait 'til 
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it's late, they will tiptoe
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Through your living room window
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Take your Nintendo and then skate
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Making you feel like you got bent 
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over and raped
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Little boy, you're never gonna get 
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no rope chain
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Get your shit stole, and your lip 
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swole, I became bitter
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As I got a little bit older, my hate
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Was making me get cold, and began to
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 get a chipped shoulder
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Started to spit vulgar, my ZIP code 
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had been skid row
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But I ate every single beat that I 
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spit over, the shithole I escaped
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Then I began to explode, detonate, 
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now the Eastside went schizo
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Thought my name was B-side 'cause 
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they flipped over my tape
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And I won't hesitate
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To get 'em all bent so outta shape
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Oh shit bro, hold up, wait
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I just tripped over my cape 
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(Superman)
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And I'm not gonna let 'em treat the 
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paper like I'm chopping a letter
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Dre'll tell you how I shred
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So when you refer to the guy next to
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 the doc, you meant shredder
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Now the cops wanna set up roadblocks
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 on my head, I
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Got several bounties from feds in 
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every county
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I'm with a gal at a Checkers wiling
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Bumping "Fuck Da Police" while I fed
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 her Rally's
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This shit is like Romper Room
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Why do I feel responsible for these 
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kids?
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All of whom I'm a father to
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I'm a God to you, y'all better 
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worship the water I walk on
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Or y'all gonna meet your Waterloo
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I get to flippin' the mic' as a 
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murder weapon
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I'm poppin' an extra clip, then cock
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 and shoot, then I'm popping
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Do not let me catch you slippin'
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I will pop up and I'll take a spot 
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from you
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I'll get to doing what a leaky 
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faucet do
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But I ain't talkin' drip when I say 
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that I'll get the drop on you
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Singin' fuck all of you in Autotune
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I am too volatile and too grizzly to
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 bear
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Yeah, shit is gettin' to where I can
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 barely even sit in a chair
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I bust my ass for this shit and I 
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swear
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It ain't even worth dissing someone 
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so offbeat
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That they can't even figure out 
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where their words
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Should hit the kick and the snare


[Chorus]
Em           Bm                  
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, 
         Em
you gon' learn
Em               Bm              
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
             Em
 ass in the urn
Em                Bm             
You ain't sold your last rock, 
              Em
you just better earn
Em                 Bm            
But I pray you see tomorrow lil' 
               Em
boy, you gon' learn
Em             Bm                
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, 
           Em
you gon' learn
Em                Bm             
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
              Em
 ass in the urn
Em                 Bm            
You ain't sold your last rock, 
               Em
you just better earn
Em                Bm             
But I pray you see tomorrow lil' 
              Em
boy, you gon' learn