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Ooh. Ooh. Talk to me. Now, homie, been through some things, Things I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again. Now, homie, I been through some things, Things that I never wanna go through again, That never wanna go again, 'gain, That I never wanna go through again. Yeah, my man Pop got locked, locked, Slurs, the same shit. We all aggravated we ain't wake up to dead Rich. There's five million ways I can think to Get paid quick. So why I'm on the corner Where they broke and they slang nicks, while little Kids run around with chrome in they bake clips? And chicks turn hoes, got me burning, I can't Piss. But I'ma keep it moving in the name Of my man Whiz, who died in the war, Going harder than ten bricks. Philly catch you sleeping, get you set up in Jams quick, for everything you got, even leave with Your damn bitch. Cops roll up on you, hopping Out of that van thick, to cuff everybody that They seeing and ram quick. I keep my mind wedded just to weather the Storm. Run my operation smooth, but I never was Calm. In the cold, yeah, thinking about the weather That's warm. Sometimes I wish I never was born. Now, homie, I been through some things, Things that I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again. Now, homie, been through some things, Things That I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again, You know I been through some things, been up In the struggle. I know about the pain and What the money and the drugs do. All about the hustle, the drama, and the guns Too. If you get one thing, your baby mama Wants two. Pick up my daughter, she got one shoe, when I know I just bought her pair of brand New. And I done been through some things you Can't relate to, so I don't listen when they Tell me what I can't do. You never been up in a man's shoes with A handful of something to get him a real Meal instead of canned food. So you can't choose, you don't know about this, Getting high every day and throwing down fists, Or throwing out your fist in the heat of The battle, 'cause you can't when everybody got a Pistol to jam you. And I had about all I could handle in the land of the treacherous Snakes and vipers. homie, I been through some Things, things that I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again. Now, homie, I been through some things, Things that I Never wanna go through again, 'gain, That I never wanna go through again, Never through again. Listen, envision, this isn't Fiction. Picture a place where the streets feel like Prison. Stuck in the hood is like having a Life sentence. Lives get ended over a fight that Could've been prevented. Overnight, little girls getting pregnant. Over spite, baby daddy leaves in the Caddy with His friends, out making ends. If you don't break bread, you could end up Dead. Around here, that's the way it is where From, South Philly, home of the gritty. Ain't nothing pretty, we come from under the city, Where drugs and envy run everything. Ain't enough pity for us, nah, we seen everything. Mr. Softee got off across the street from where I lived. At eight, that was hard to see. Wait, age 16, my girl got shot and I Still ain't cried one drop, damn. Homie, I been through some things, Things that I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through again. Now, I been through some things, Things I never through Again, 'gain, that I never wanna go through go Through again. Now been out on the back line Night to morning. Even when the fly time down On the corner. I got homies locked up on Consecutive charges. I'm just trying to get by without seeing a Coffin. 'Cause times getting rough in the hood now. You gotta be strong in the now. 'Cause things are getting hard in the hood now. Every day I'm trying to make it out, but There ain't no way around the struggle.