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[DJ Quik]Why you keep givin me cards I can`t keep?I throw these two back, you throw me two more, they`re so cheapI couldn`t get the winning hand that I wanted in my sleepCause when the dream get good, I get trampled by sheepNightmares, even when I`m walkin in dayI`m havin dreams that I`m runnin but there`s smoke in the wayAnd there`s this man in a suit, he take a toke and he say,"You have a promise that you made and you broke it today."Now which part of this movie here did I just miss?Did I really sell my soul to this big red bitch?I don`t think what you got to offer is really enoughFor cars sex and houses, money and stuffI`d rather be broke and own nothin but piece of mindand a Benz, and a house, and a nine-deuce-nineon top, help me out before I sink the boatThere`s gotta be more than 50 ways to keep afloatCause I feel like I`m suffocatin, I can`t breatheI wanna go, but I`m too afraid to leaveTake me with you Mausie, I know you`re seein somethin grandas you fade away, and you gently release my handAnd it shook my balance, cause you ain`t no more aliveYou think I`d see you, if I chewed this 45?Oh I`d be the first person poppin three, droppin meto the abyss, but I miss, what`s stoppin me?I got the pressures of the WORLD on my little backMy nerves are turnin into jelly and I`m bout to crackYou think I`m cheatin on my homies, by holdin back?No I really protect them all because the truth is wackForever bars and forever scarsBein trapped and dyin young makes forever starsTell me why am I so hesitant?And the way life`s goin, looks like when hell comes, I`ma be a resident[Chorus 2X: Wanya Morris]La, la la-la - la, la la-laLa, la la-la - la, la la-la[DJ Quik]They tell me Quik, suck it up, I`m supposed toBut me and Mausberg was closer than most knewIt ain`t dramatized, and it ain`t a fuckin actwhen you`re traumatized, and it ain`t no turnin backWhen you`re so connected, and it`s hard to keep your focusWhen you`re so affected, and it`s hard to love againWhen you`re so neglected - suck it up, I`m `posed toThat ain`t easy for somebody you`re close to, shitSee your homey in a coffin is so wicked and vividIt`s gon` be harder on all of us, cause we gon` relive itOver and over, drunk or sober, from October to OctoberI steadily feel like I`m gettin knocked overAnd all the money in the world, don`t make it betterAnd a whole bottle of alcohol, don`t make it wetterWith a blur and a slur I`m still callin ya nameAnd on top of this drama you add fame? WildBut when you start to bubble then your friends they spite youAnd if you go to church, then hip-hop won`t like youI feel like a giant on a worldwide stagebut at the same time trapped in a real tight cageWith no way out, I play out, then I come backCause there`s an unwritten law that says I can`t be wackSo I put on my game face, go back to the same placeOnly to realize that y`all ain`t got the same tasteEven with somethin new, they look at you coldAnd without a hot face, consider you oldAnd leavin me stressed and broken-heartedHow could I be finished with West coast rap? I helped start it![Chorus]

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