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Pooh Man - Run Nigga Run

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A lot of my Eastside partners are dyin` fast
And it ain`t for natural causes fool they catchin` a blast
Tim Yogi Bruce and James
pick up the newspaper fool and it`s all familiar names
Brothas i grew up with and do up with
Partners killin` partners man that`s the cold shit
Gots me spooked to hang with the fellas
Cause you never know when the nextman`s gettin` jealous
Cause I`ve seen some cold shit:
Brothas gettin` killed over the words of a bitch
Now tell me what that be like, player
But in the Oaktown ain`t no rules, nigga
Everything`s fair, hah!
And the main fact is a bullet
He`s got his finger on the trigga
And he`ll damn sure pull it
This defines ghetto mentality, right?
But it all so got a player runnin` for his life...

I walked to my homie`s funeral last week
Tears rolled down his mama`s cheek
And it made me think:
I never tripped when i was gunnin` and funnin`
But the things i did in past got me duckin`, dodgin, runnin`
And it ain`t that i`m scared but if a fool starts to blastin`
It ain`t like I`m gonna stand there
See, moms allready lost my brotha
So I keeps my vest on when I roam in the gutter
But we droppin` like flies
What`s goin` on the Eastside can`t be denied
Remember when we used to box?
But nowadays we grabbin` A.K.`s
And be bringin` down the whole block
And little kids gettin` gaught up in the crossfire
Before he reaches a teens he`s expired
12 years old and it`s a damn shame
Layin` in the middle of the nearest lane, hah!
And it brings tears to my eyes, damn!
We got`em runnin` for their lifes...

Another mother`s tears on the cheeks
Seems like another brotha got beated by these Eastside streets
He fell victim to a drive-by
And I find myself askin` why?
Was he part of the game claimin` red or blue?
Or was is just a time to him to pay for things he do
He probably killed another brotha
Don`t act like you`re shocked
Cause that`s the way of the gutter
He was the baller callin` major shots
He slipped one too many times so he got dropped
And ain`t nobody untouchable, fool
Before the phony starts everything`s cool, hah!
But once it`s on it`s goin` down
Drive-by`s sparkin` up the whole fuckin` town
Deathtomb 17 over the weekend
Strapped with my vest in the funerals of my friends
Cause they droppin` like flies
Stayin` alive you can`t do shit but try
Cause the brothas slippin` to the left
And the name of the game ain`t shit but death
Because the way we live, hah!
They got us runnin` for our lives...

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