Thug Soul

Uncle Murda

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    Yeah, we all bleed the same blood
    And we beat on the same drum
    It's not about where you at
    It's all about where you come from
    And I'm a keep on thugging till the day I die
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Yeah, call me the kid that came up
    Been through too much, can't forget where I came from
    Weather I got 100 dollars or 100 mil
    Living the projects of beverly hills
    I'm the same old g, money won't change me
    I'm black, with your poor police gonna still hate me
    I'm in the ghetto community with my other ya'll
    Crackers wanna kill me like zimmerman did trayvon
    'Cause I'm a black ass motherfucker like akon
    And that's why I still be moving like avon
    But stringer told 'em we good, we don't need them spazi
    Fuck you talking about, nigga? I'm build them blacksies
    Oh, you switching up? Niggas be thinking they white
    Oh, they really be thinking they white
    Come on, man, for example look at oprah
    Still with us though she was white and she ain't talked over

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    Yeah, we all bleed the same blood
    And we beat on the same drum
    It's not about where you at
    It's all about where you come from
    And I'm a keep on thugging till the day I die
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Told my brother our kids ain't growing up like we did
    They not in the hood, one bedroom for three kids, remember that?
    Now is three bedrooms for one kid
    They husslin bay dog, dog look at our crib
    Made it out the projects, shit was a miracle
    It was rough but we didn't have roaches in our cereal
    That's that ghost face shit, know what I mean?
    We lived in the b's but our crib was clean, we had coffee
    My mother died when I was 13
    I was thinking about suicide when I was 13
    I thought about it, surrounded by killers, hustlers and thieves
    Wishing martin luther king could see all my negative dreams
    I didn't wanna be bo jackson or michael jordan
    I want it to be like niggas I saw banging at 4 in the morning
    The gangsters, you know them, old g's old has
    Grew up, realized them niggas ain't getting no grant, they broke

    Yeah, we all bleed the same blood
    And we beat on the same drum
    It's not about where you at
    It's all about where you come from
    And I'm a keep on thugging till the day I die
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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