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Shelter from da Storm
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[Z-Ro]
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Of course I'm thankful for another day, my Lord I can't lie
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But everytime I wake up, seem like one of my people gotta die
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Anthrax poisoning, Hussein and them blew up the Trade Center
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Summer, Fall, Spring, Winter, people in the projects getting thinner
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Barely enough government cheese, left to feed the rats
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But we gotta get it how we live, and how we live is selling crack
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How we live is kicking doors, how we live is pimping whores
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How we live is what we do, so we don't live like this no more
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How we live is wrapping em up, sipping on my weight to receive
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An overloaded Houston Texas, niggaz make they own bleed
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Every night another murder scene, that could of been prevented
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But the truth is we most def, and the last soul tormented
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Every now and then I duck my head, up in the sunday service
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That's the only place where 5-0, won't burst us bust us
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Nigga they don't love us, they wanna relocate us to the Penn
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We wanna do right, but all we see is sin
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[Hook]
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In this land, we need you Jesus
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Lord have mercy, we need shelter in the time of storm
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Uh-huh, well, well, well
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[Z-Ro]
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Yeah, Rosta fall right help me, help me
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All the young picking them, living in a rush just to get wealthy (wealthy)
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And in the ghetto, we struggle or we hustle til we bubble
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On top, eliminating competition when we buck shot
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Don't press that new, but a new clear shot
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Fire, fire, fire, fire (fire)
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Too many sickness and disease, under attack from overseas
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Mighty job me and for God, please come save the day
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If I should die before I wake, me leave a blessing for the people today
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Mighty job me and for God upon you, take this pain away
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[Hook x2]
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[Z-Ro]
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Now I lay me, down to sleep
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I pray the Lord keep my body, as my enemies creep
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Don't wanna be another statistic, living through c.d.'s
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Either the graveyard or max. security, prison you'll see G
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Look at the homie's little girl, she ain't nothing but sixteen
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Trying to support three kids, so she stay coming out her jeans
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Getting pimped, by somebody that still live with they mama
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But that's the only way she know, to get away from all the drama
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As for books, the mind is a terrible thing to waste
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As for crooks, the line is a terrible thing to taste
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Ask them niggaz that don bit the bullet, but they still here
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My nigga we ain't seen God befo', but we still fear
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I asked him for a plexing, and he sent me Eugene
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Now I got two cars, a crib and everyday I dress clean
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But it ain't no love, they wanna put a nigga in the Penn
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I wanna do right, but all I see is sin
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[Hook x2]
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