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Im sittin on my porch watching the law
As they ride past in their patrol cars
So tell me why I feel like the enemy
Theyre supposed to be here protectin me
I might have been too far
Helpin the contribute to makin their job hard
Servin fiends like these people aint no enemy
I cant believe Im out here killin my community
If you knew how far I came
From where I am and where I used to be
Dont want it
You can tell by the look of me
This gangsta life aint no longer in me
And Im tired of the running
Tired of the running
Running from the law
Baby you gotta believe me
Said Im tired of the running
Tired of the running
Tired of the running
Running from the law
Baby ya gotta believe me
I know theres things I couldve changed girl
I know theres things I couldve done a lot better
Instead Im in the streets tryin to make that cheddar
Thinkin in my mind you gonna be there forever
I know I couldve let it all go
Let it all go
But I was thinkin it would make life better
Instead Im sitting in this cell writin this letter
Thought I wouldnt get caught cause I was way too clever
I learned theres no one to catch ya when ya falling
And theyll be no one to hear ya when youre calling
Do you know what its like to wake up in the morning
While youre starving youre hearing bugs crawlin
Reminiscing on them days you was walking
With pretty women on your arm
HATA BİLDİR
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