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Paris
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Thinka 'bout It
Yeah! Another funky song for your mind in the nine-two And the nine-three, P-Dog in the motherfuckin house! Bout to get it started Bout to get it started, live and direct from the underground Still sayin what I wanna say, and I ain't gon' never change [Verse One] Oh what a shame, the way that we're dyin up Killin ourselves with no help from the other one Only thought, was how the hell to get your money on Livin in fear cause you're livin in a war zone So much funk, jump off from a wrong look Make a wrong move one time and your life's took Just the way it is when you're livin in the city The way we dyin off is a motherfuckin pity Extra, extra, read all about it Another one dead, he seen a bullet and he caught it How many gotta fall off victim to the game Or being a ho, to the cocaine thang Makin a rush up, to keep 'em comin back again You oughta know by now it ain't no love for African People stay enslaved to the ways of America I'm scarin ya But I ain't goin out like that, so think about it now [Chorus] 'Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..' - 'Young brothers just don't realize' [Paris]Yeah, think about it 'Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..' - 'Young brothers just don't realize' [Paris]Think about it 'Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..' - 'Young brothers just don't realize' [Paris]Uhh, think about it 'Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..' - 'Young brothers just don't realize' [Verse Two] People keep comin up, askin the news They wanna know, why I do what I do It's really kinda simple, so don't be amazed It ain't no secret it's the way I was raised Got much props from my pops cause he never stops Bein a father to his child, he cared a lot Raised me up, and to
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