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[WC]Nineteen-ninety-eight, damn I can`t believe itWhoever thought, throughout the drama, we`d live to see itSo many of us done lost lives to the streetsAs we reminisce I`m pourin liquor for the deceasedThinkin bout the times that I spent with many of emHopin that the Lord let me see the milleniumTrapped in this ghetto main, seekin better daysFightin for my conscience, tryin to shake these wicked waysI know it`s wrong but it`s hard to changeAll my life, all I ever knew was hustle and gameLookin for answers ever since I was a adolescentFaced with rejection, early age stressinBut now ten years later with doodoo respectI`m bustin million dollar raps and six digit checksShowin love to my peeps and my love don`t changeHere`s a toast to you fakes, huh, here`s to better days[Ron Banks]Might sound strange, but I just can`t run awayI can`t run, run, it might sound strangebut I just can`t run awayI can`t run, no, run away[WC]Touch a meal ticket, shake a spot for goodNever, I still got love for the neighborhoodAnd even though now it`s infested with gunplayon most days like Bootsy I can`t stay awayCause if I shook like y`all shook on meThen whose gon` stay and guide the way for the lil homies?I can`t turn my head on my folksso I stay visible in these streets and try to give hopeBorn in the ghetto, raised in the ghettoGot love for the ghetto, I can`t forget the ghettoHow come everytime we get some change in our canwe run away and try to move out as far as we can?I know that jealousy`s the devil`s greed but you worsethan a devil when you turn your back on these young G`sNow feel every word that I say, hear my cryas I struggle out of thirst and search for better days[Ron Banks]Might sound strange, but I just can`t run awayI can`t run, run, run away!Said I just can`t run awayI can`t run, run, run awayNo I just can`t run awayI can`t run, run, runnnnnn away![WC]Another day another dollar, it feels good to look aroundand see I`m surrounded by real ridersChildhood comrades I ran with for yearsShared the same beer and tears over the same peersPlayer haters swearin that all we all G`soff each others strength with these, regulates the same cheeseNo jealousy we all family like Sister SledgeLace each other with game, so I can spin beer cansWatch our kids grow together, as we get old togetherLoc I mean this, let no one come in between thisKeep our business among us, behind doors and eyes closedon those we consider as foesOutsiders never exposed to your hustlePlus I`m, never been one likely to trust emNo negative association, just dedicationto watch our paper sprout like this bud mutation[Ron Banks]Might sound strange, but I just can`t run awayI can`t run, run, run away!No I just can`t run awayI can`t run, I can`t runnnnnnn away!No I just can`t run awayI can`t run run run run runnnnnn away!

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