[Verse 1] I've always felt like my life was a maze, full of dark nights and delays Somebody hit the lights now let me display my life from the stage Boy this is life from a grave, raised up from triffling ways From a town when beef is high don't speak cause them rifles will wave Most of my patnas don't rap, they're clapped or spend nights in a cage Where I'm from youngins don't scrap they strapped and they're liable to spray Words of OG's is like the Bible, idols rolling in regals I know at least twelve disciples on sight who's never met Jesus Bloods and crips on a power trip, fighting over whose block is this Mamas on their knees praying asking God if He's watching this It's common to be fatherless, heroes far from metropolis They got two middle fingers up, thugging like Tupacalyps I grew up, hitting licks like a new stamp Run up on that new truck, get you for that new amp Come up off them eighteens, run them junks like bootcamp it's drama, when stomachs rumble and mama ain't got no foodstamps I wasn't raised on Caillou, just neighborhood crip and piru Whole family from the hood, violate their laws and they'll try you Youngin told me "Christians don't know disfunction" Well I do My daddy's alcoholic my older sister gets high too. Cause life can get depressing, it'll drive you crazy Homies drop out of school get GEDs and join the Navy. Or they get locked up when they 20, and parole in eighty Or they get zipped up while they mama scream they killed my baby This is for every kid from my city to yours who live in a duplex In hand-me-downs admiring trappers wrapped in a new lex I'm trying to be your light through this darkness i've been where you at that's why i keep my ear to the streets it's like i've been suplexed Ain't caught up in no rap politics I rather let you flex Hear Camden in my speech, I could give 2 bleeps about who's next Or who's best in your top five, I'm Tony they say who that Ex-crip from Camden hoping you hear what I say and shoot less This testimony serves and my treasure from deep within Pour my soul out through this pen, hope to reach you where ever you at So here's my story how God delivered me from that blue set I'm broken like the rest, God is beauty I'm just His cute mess Camden [Outro] I'm from that 8-7-0 I'm from that 8-7-0 Heaven knows we need it
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